She thought they were heading home and planned on quietly napping on the way back. "Stay awake, Baby," he said, softly. She looked up curiously and wa...ched the scenery go by, intently trying to figure out their destination. He stopped at a high end clothing store. She looked up at him wide eyed. "It's been a while since we've bought you any new dresses or lingerie," he said, nonchalantly. She tried to hide her excitement. She loved trying on clothes for Daddy, loved to see the heat in his eyes. They were naked and sitting side-by-side, but well separated, on the couch watching the festivities go on around them. Neither had any interest in members of the same sex, but they were accustomed to accidental touches and didn't worry about them. Sitting practically in each other's lap though... that was out of bounds and they kept their distance. Brad reached for the bowl on the end table next to him."Hey, Raul," he said quietly. "You don't have any heart problems or anything, right? Good.. Desire had overcome everything else and my biggest worry wasn't that I was about to consummate a lesbian relationship, but that Lauren would change her mind. I lay there on the floor playing the wanton slut, but what if she didn't like that? What if she rejected me the way I'd rejected Brad so often on our dates? The look on her face, however, the brightness in Lauren's eyes, reassured me. I widened my thighs even further and cupped my sex, squeezing my burning cunt like a lemon. I gasped and. Just a flat.” ‘Hardy’, the round one with his thumbs hooked in his pants pockets, said, “Too bad. Shit happens, though.” “Shit happens,” ‘Laurel’ concurred, nodding and shrugging. “Yeah.” Bonnie eyed them through her glasses, but she repeated calmly, “It’s nothing.” “Well,” ‘Hardy’ sighed, “Guess it’s a good thing you’ve got two willing and able bodied gentlemen here to help you out.” ‘Laurel’ immediately stepped forward. “Let me get that for you, sweets.” “No it’s alright.” Bonnie raised.