" What if my sexual pleasure is involuntary?" I asked.Catherine's eyes darkened to deep indigo. She strode across the small space between us, reaching...down to yank the blanket off my bed. She grasped my knees and pushed my legs apart, exposing the spread folds of my sex."Do it, then," she hissed. "Touch yourself in front of me. Prove to me that your pleasure is involuntary."Her anger fueled my hunger. I splayed my hand over my sex, rubbing it until a waterfall of shivers spilled through my. Mel texted me after they had a couple of drinks. All was going well. I asked if she was ready for a good hard fuck. She replied with Yes Sir. I informed her that AK was wanting anal. Her response .... mmmmm. I then gave her the orders. You're only allowed to give him a BJ. That's it! I want pictures of his cock in your mouth, understood? Her response ... Yes sir.I had driven out to the bar they were meeting in and was waiting in the parking lot. I watched them as they walked out together. It. It was the swelling, gradually increasing feeling of deep arousal thatwas washing through my body like a drug. It wounded completely insane,but if I didn't want to be awash in the most awkward, inappropriatefeelings ever, I had to go onto the dance floor and dance. Melinda hadseen to that.Her "command" was making me barely able to walk, however, let alonedance, and I'd lost her in the crowd, so all of a sudden, aftereverything that had happened, I was not only in a strange, franticsetting that. " Heather snuffled. "I knew he'd done it to them, too."That meant three more families for Ms. Andrews to try to piece back together. Shit."I had nothing to do with that!" I protested."Did too!" Heather insisted. "You started it!"Mrs. Devers interrupted before it turned into one of those silly "did-didn't" squabbles."And I suppose you had nothing to do with Mr. Cagney turning up at the DA's office yesterday about the same time a couple of policemen showed up in the school office looking for.