I was alone. Thank god I was still wearing clothes, although they were skimpy and not much help. Everything seemed to be spinning. There were three fa...es in front of me. Two belonged to women, one belonged to a man. The first woman wore a short black dress made of leather and high-heeled black boots up the her thighs. She had long black hair and a tongue piercing. I could tell because she was licking her perfect red lips with an expression of hunger on her slender face. She carried a whip in. So we put on the movie The Longest Yard. As the movie started we both started talking and I was goofing around.I remember scooting closer to his side and pretending to jack him off about 6 inches above his pants as a joke and just laughing about it. His response was to raise his hips up a little and that's when I saw he had a nice bulge in his pants. Immediately I got hard, knowing that he was as well, So many thoughts were racing thorough my mind. The one I came to conclusion on was that he. “My breasts aren’t any bigger than yours which I regret. They are sensitive though and look at the big nipples. Suck them, please.” God, it felt good!A question as she was sucking on Will’s willy, “How does this feel compared to the way Brad does it?”“Not a lot different,” he replied. That concerned her. So far messing with her wasn’t particularly better than with a guy. Now to “dine at the Y”. She guided her young man and he learned quickly. It sure felt good and he seemed to be enjoying it. Did Donatien know? Had John told him?Or was this just another thing she had destroyed last night, in her bout of... Of what, Holly thought. Insanity? Sanity? Was what happened yesterday a cry for help, a sane attempt to leave a potentially dangerous and admittedly strange relationship?Holly looked at the piece of paper, then crumpled it and threw in the waste basket.The phone rang and Holly ran to answer it. She hoped it was Marnie, just calling to see how she was.But when she answered it was a.