Pinky was going to join her. I joked with both, more like fun flirting as they left the building. I mention that when they were too hot to stay. I fli...t like that with some of the workers, all know that its in good fun. Sometimes working with the same people for years, you develop a family or and friend relationship with the coworkers. Now when they came back, they were talking about their special others. Smiley husband was stationed in the Middle East, so his return was unknown. Pinky also. He didn't have a steady and didn't have the money or inclination to buy some sloppy whore. He glared fiercely as he thought about all the hot pussy he was surrounded by at school, and how hard it was to get any of it. Why the hell did guys have to go to such great lengths to get into a girl's pants anyway?He figured life would be a lot simpler if all girls were sluts and whores who would drop their pants at any guy's command. Hell, if girls were just like guys, there wouldn't be any problems.. She set the TV back up and I felt her tighten the cables running to the cuffs on my ankles. I was pulled extremely tight across the footstool and I felt her unstrap my thighs. She yanked the footstool out from under me and instantly took up the slack in the leg cables. I felt one leg being pulled wide and then the other. On the TV my ass was open and red. She grabbed the dildo I had expelled and moved to the head of the bed. She grabbed my nose and forced the dildo into my mouth saying "this is. Privacy gone for her dreams to invite Gina. Like last year, when she´d been almost permanently her guest. No problem at a libertarian top-school like theirs fortunately. She sighed.While Leslie was a great academical mind of international reknown already, Gina could be very feminine in being practical. When the lovers discussed the situation the evening before the arrival of Connie over a good glass of Bordeaux, Gina felt, the situation would resolve it self. She still loved lesly likeno-body.