My teenage mind started whirring with potential scenarios.I went back up to check she was okay, the duvet had been kicked off and her little black ski...t had ridden up exposing her beautiful arse in skintight black tights. You could see there was nothing on underneath and physically I could not resist having just a little harmless peek. I pulled the back of her tights open and looked down her beautiful snow white skin. Before i knew what was happening my hand was inside the tights, I slid down. Ignoring Simon didn’t work and neither did my attempts to pretend to like his treatment. He saw straight through this and would come up with ingenious ways to make me suffer. He liked to hold me down and spit in my hair or describe terrible lewd things he would do to my mother if he ever got the chance. His favourite thing however was to hurt me and make me say something degrading about myself. I lost count of the times he made me describe myself as being ‘gay and I love to suck cocks’.On. “Mmm ... something that’s still possible ... or is your new boyfriend the jealous type?” Shelly squirmed, already fantasizing about a foursome with Marley, Ramon, and the mystery beau.“Nope, not jealous at all, babe! Nor am I ... we kinda ... have a deal between us. Care to come over, both of you, and have some dinner together? Tonight? I’m pretty sure that Sam would go for it. We can pull it off, I think ... an orgy, foursome, or swap of some kind?” Marley pretended to be more nervous than she. Stacey, this is Rob. Rob, this is my best friend, Stacey.”Stacey came closer, then, and started handing me bags. Some of them held the clothes Ally had been wearing, some of them seemed to hold only empty boxes. She pulled a red tie out of one of them, which somehow matched Ally’s dress perfectly, and gave it to me after I’d piled the rest of the stuff into the trunk. I did notice that Stacey kept one bag in her hands, though.“Stace, thanks so much for your help today. I really appreciate.