It is deep, and I imagine he is well built.“Sometimes a quick, hard fuck is the best,” L’s voice is soft as if she is whispering in his ear.I am...not sure she is always so vocal with her lovers or if is putting on a show for me. There is the sound of a zip. I remember the skimpy black dress L wore when she tied me down, and imagine hearing it slide down her body and on to the ground. A body lands on the bed. It must be hers.“Strip down for me. Take your clothes off before you join me on the. Jeannie had once more done what I had beenunable to, and the choice was made. I knew she would have whispered inhis ear as they danced, inviting him for some after hour'sentertainment with the two of us.We drove to the nearby motel, while David followed behind in his owncar, and then led him to our room. Inside the room, Jeannie suggestedDavid pour wine for the three of us from the bottle in the mini bar,and pulled me into the bathroom. From our tote, she withdrew ouroutfits for the remaining. Happy now?" Was that chick in the backyard you? Geez!"I was so embarrassed, and scared, and told him so."Actually, Bernie, you look quite good. Don't worry, I'llkeep it from Lisa..."I didn't tell him that Lisa already knew.I asked him to leave but he said no. "I'll keep it fromLisa if you do something for me." What?" I replied."Act all girlie ? like you did out the back. I know that'swhat you want. Do you have a girlie name?" Yasmeen," I replied coyly.I felt a strange surge of exhilaration. I wrap my arms around her, stopping her from falling any further. Her body still convulsing as I hold her tightly. “What the fuck was that. What did you do to me?” she says, turning and looking up at me. Her breathing ragged and irregular, I lean in and kiss her. My arms are still tightly wrapped around her shaking frame. It takes a few minutes, but she finds the strength to stand up, and I assist her still partially limp body to its feet. She reaches for my belt buckle, and clumsily releases.