Stoppit!" I protested feebly. "I only camefor a fitting."My objections proved futile because my bitch parts were alreadydictating my condition. My lus... grew inside me until my back archedlike a bow and my nipples stiffened under the lace. The tension twangedlike a banjo through my body and I collapsed backwards onto the settee.Billy immediately possessed me and Molly gasped with delight as she hadher first demonstration of my relationship with Billy. She let out ahigh-pitched squeak of delight. She looked Vanessa up and down. Vanessa was wearing something J.Lo might think too slutty. A see through red lace halter top and tight black pants with a red thong showing through. Vanessa grabbed Jenna's hand and jogged down the hallway. "I can tell we're going to be great friends!" Again Jenna just smiled and noded. Vanessa kinda bugged her. she was so annoyingly perky.The girls walked into the living room and found eleven girls sitting in a circle. "Hey girls, meet Jenna, she's here to join. With their smell still thriving in my nostrils (gourmet coffee, crisp newsprint, and pine-scented shoe-polish) I wonder what thoughts infest their minds. Their scheme escapes me, like a theme lost among colliding metaphors. My mind conjures theories involving the passengers and I write them on a napkin. Perhaps a crime spree where the perpetrator is released due to doubtful witnesses. ‘I’m sorry, officer, their kind all look the same.’ A haggard district attorney gives a frustrated glance to. So a few months ago my girlfriend and I were trying to hook up with these 2 black guys but that had a friend. So I tried to see if Savannah wanted to get her first taste of BBC. She freaked out and said that she doesn't have a problem with black people anymore but there was no was she was going to have sex with one. I tried to convince her but it was a no go. She was very stubborn. So over the next couple of months I've been trying to get her to loosen up and try it. Then two weeks ago we were.