"I agreed, and we both pressed by our frozen father, before I turned, and closed the door. I turned him to face the room, before walking in and pickin... up the other woman, and then carrying her to the bed. She kind of looked funny lying there, with her body in a crouching stance, so I tried to move her 'paralyze' switch. It wouldn't budge. For a second I panicked, but then had an idea. I walked back over to Summer, and grabbed her hand, and I was able to move the switch again. Apparently. She was a very pretty girl, probably not up there with Alex or Amy, or maybe even Charlie, but very pretty and a girl with the sweetest nature. None of them had been sure up until now as to whether or not the object of their wild fantasies was indeed with someone, but there she was in the flesh. Charlie was visibly disappointed at this, as both of the others knew what she thought of him. ‘Never mind, don’t get to upset or anything over it’ Amy whispered in her best friends ear. She put her hand. Frida felt a little tingle every time she said “dick” while Fred preferred the word “cock,” feeling that it conveyed a certain strength. Both had quickly adopted “pussy” as the word of choice for the female genitalia. A couple of times the teenage boy had almost said “fuck” but had caught himself, feeling that it wasn’t an appropriate word to say in front of a nice girl like Frida.“Some of these girls don’t have really big tits,” the teenage girl pointed out as she turned several pages. She. He pulled his T-shirt off and dropped it to the floor. I laughed.“Did you think we came upstairs to find privacy in a bedroom so we can play chess?” I teased.“Chess is fun,” Harry replied. “Sex is fun too. Right now I think I’d prefer sex over a nice chess game. It sure beats the King’s Indian defense.”“I don’t know what that is,” I said.“It’s a chess opening,” Harry explained. He was down to his tighty-whities. “It’s not important.” My jeans and panties went to the floor together. I laid down.