Heeeheee haaa haaa!” I begged, losing the will to fight and just wiggling my foot to try to get it away from Tonya’s fingernails.“Tie her hands ...or now, so we can get Mrs. Gleason!” I heard Debbie say. I was too busy with Tonya to notice the others following Debbie’s order. But I did notice Debbie walk over to us. I rolled over, trying again to crawl away from Tonya. Debbie dove to grab my left ankle, but missed, grabbing the hem of my nightgown instead.Debbie didn’t let go of her grip, as I. 00 to do a days hardcore lesbian work with the other woman in the photos so she did.She went on to tell me she was a low level administrative supervisor for a large company and earned about $10K per year, back then, in the early 1960's. She found the adult work to be enticing for the money only and that in just under three years of modeling and dancing at strip joints in another town 40 miles away, she'd made almost $50K in cash. She used that to pay for her home, savings and a car. She then. .." was all she could manage to get out. "Wh...what are you doing here?" As she watched him, trying to divert her gaze as Glen, her boss looked on, to make sure she was OK. "I came to see you Amber", he said firmly. "I finally tracked you down, but I never thought I'd find you in a place like this", as he looked her up and down deliberately, then looking in her eyes to see her reaction to that comment. The old Amber would've fired straight back, but not now. She said nothing in reply,. I watch out of the corner of my eye as Susan shifts her hips in her chair, briefly uncrossing and crossing her legs...reminding me of the way she rhthmically moves and gyrates her hips with the massaging of my fingers and teasing of my tongue... feeling the intensity of her passion grow, savoring her taste and the erotic sensation of her grinding and rubbing her hot pussy against me as the waves of her pleasure flow closer to the edge of orgasm...my mind drifts to thoughts of my hands firmly.