They both laughed as they walked into the living room. A second bottle was uncorked. They chatted. Lauren began feeling better as she gabbed with her ...est friend. The chat was interrupted every so often as Lauren kept sliding her dress down. Wendy noticed, and said stop fidgeting will you, it's not like I haven't ever seen all of you, there is no one here but us. Lauren busted out, I know, I just feel.. I don't usually dress like this. Wendy blurted with a laugh, No kidding, but it's just us,. Jan, Ellen and Leanne have been tested and their trials have made them better people.”“What about me?” Kara asked.“I don’t really understand how you turned out as you have. I love your serenity and your goodwill, but I don’t have any idea where it came from. It’s like you are a natural saint.”“I’m not sure I like that. That’s a lot to live up to,” Kara said.“It might be if it were something you had to aspire to,” Jake said. “But you don’t. It’s just the way you are. You could no more choose to. "Look. Just shut the fuck up. Yeah." Make me. I dare you." You think I won't?" I fucking know you won't. So there!" Oh, won't I."“No, you won’t. You have nothing to shut me up with, anyway.”John pulled Emily down a small alleyway and walked about ten yards into it. He unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out. Emily opened her mouth in disbelief at what she was faced with, and before she knew it, her Uncle was holding and stroking a growing appendage. He turned towards Emily and with his hand. .. there,” she said pointing to the bench at the end of the bed, “and watch me ... and not touch ... me ... or each other. I want to come for you.”Oh my god! I was hard already. I’d read stories online—hey, everybody knows where to find that kind of stuff—and some included voyeuristic scenes. But they were always directed by the viewer, often having to convince or order the performer. But Lissa wanted to just entertain us. Well, no. Not just entertain. She wanted to be sure our attention was.