Emily feels good. She stretches out and spreads her legs indecently far apart, feeling the weight of the doona on them and her abdomen. Maybe she over...id it a little last night. Her nimble fingers of both hands, poking and rubbing available orifices, sent her tossing and shuddering and making far too much noise for her small room. Fortunately her garage apartment is away from her parents’ house. She stands now by her small window and lets the cold air grab on to her nipples and bottom. Her. I had no idea of the time and as I played the penultimate songI was aware of the band coming back on stage, in the dark and veryquietly of course. The bandleader interrupted my introduction to'Passing Strangers' to thank me for a superb performance, (moreapplause) and to tell the audience a little about Sarah for the benefitof those youngsters who didn't know her. He then asked me if he couldsing the song with me just as Billy Eckstien had sung it with Sarah. Iwas happy to agree of course. With. She giggled, and asked, "Does she want to share you, too?" C'mon. I told her about Carol. She's aware that we won't be sharing."I called Carol and told her about Sharon. She sounded angry, "You may not sleep with her." Funny. That's exactly what Sabrina said." I couldn't avoid laughing. "I have no plans to sleep with her. I have you." That's better. I'll see you Tuesday."Carol came for dinner on Tuesday and after we finished, she said, "I need help." OK, with what?" I have to shave my pussy.. I dragged the rope that held her wrist up her back. Cyra fought hard to resist and stop me from pulling her hand away from the sting in her ass cheeks. I easily over powered her, grabbed her free wrist and placed it on top the other, just above the small of back. I wrapped the rope around both her wrist. Cyra bucked her hips and managed to free one hand. She brought her free hand to cover her ass. I growled at her and placed my knee across hips to keep her from squirming. Her pussy was dripping.