" Stop," Margie said, enjoying the feel of the word rolling off her tongue."Precisely, Margie, say the word and everything stops. We don't throw anyth...ng goes parties; they're more like anything may go parties. Look, I've been shackled on hands and knees and sucking every cock in the room while being spanked and told what a nasty whore I am. It makes me feel good to let go occasionally." Should I be worried that that image didn't make me cringe?" Margie asked the concern evident on her face."I. I cant.." was what I stammered. Then his hand came to my face and he used his arms to spin me back to him his face was in front of mine, His lips came quickly then kissing me with a furious passion that had been locked deep inside him for who knows how long. As soon as his lips touched mine I was moving with him, even being the first to inch my tongue into his mouth. My hand flew up to the back of his head pulling his face into mine. I was kissing James and he was kissing me. I felt so strange,. " You stubbed your... toe?" as if I didn't hear him the first time."Yeah." You stubbed your toe?" I echoed myself."Yeah."I let out a sigh at Man-baby. I introduced myself and then gestured tothe others. "This is Rubyrina, Grace and Laura..." Happy." he said. Of course his name was Happy, he was probably conceivedwhile his parents watched a movie about a man-baby golfer that whinedabout not being a hockey player."Grab on to Rubyrina's legs, and I'll pull you too. And then we made itto the next. It wasTom, dressed in a little black cocktail frock, demure neckline,translucent sleeves, knee length skirt, black stockings and kittenheels, with a silver-grey wig. The bugger had shaved off his moustache,and with his thin face and wiry build, actually looked like a veryattractive older woman, if a bit leathery.He looked me up and down."Fuck me dead," he said. "Are you ready? You look like you are to me." The moustache?" I asked, raising a newly plucked eyebrow."It'll grow back," he said.