Jeez, did I love to look at her tits. I was on one end of the couch, my left arm stretched out along the back of that couch. Debbie was on the other e...d, her right hand stretched out in my direction. Inches separated them. As I took my eyes from the TV to gape at Debbie's boobs, I noticed how close our fingers were to each other. It reminded me of the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, that famous centerpiece entitled 'Creation of Adam.'Author's Note: For a time, I considered naming this story. Tyger has spent her time practicing, though, and you’ve spent your time making bimbos. That’s why you’re losing.’ I sighed. She was right. I couldn’t beat Tyger…she was too good at the mental level and she could beat me in the ring. How the hell could I defeat somebody like that? Nobody had ever beaten her before…well, nobody except… ‘Diane, who beat Tyger so bad that she retired?’ I asked. Diane thought for a moment. ‘Her name was Viper. Why?’ ‘Well, how did she do it?’ Diane started to shrug. Rub your cock and keep it hard for Momma, I've got a little surprise for you. I've bought us a toy. " I reached into the dresser drawer and brought out a vibrator(not to big and not to small). I climbed back into the bed and my only thought was to bring my friend on a sexual, hot journey over the top..... Bruce reached for me, but I pulled away from him. "This is for you Brucey, I am your sexual slave until you cum for me. I just want to touch you and make YOU CUM!! I took his. I moved away as I took his handoff my leg and swished my skirts back down. I reminded him of his threats and why we were here and howuneasy I really was about doing this. The conversationcontinued. I learned how much he liked old fashioned women, oneswho dressed like, well like I was dressed now, in the old,classic women's fashions that are now considered little morethan fetish fare for men and clothing that was far to "girly"for even women to touch these days. He loved women that.