Sometimes she’ll make me drive around naked and see if others will see me. She’s taken pictures of me in some pretty compromising situations like ...his. Then we’ll go home and fuck each others brains out and it’s awesome!This time she told me to take my clothes off and get in car and start driving. I thought we were going to just drive around but she told me to head south on the I75 freeway towards Lexington, KY. I didn’t know what she wanted to do but I love driving naked with her so I headed. She guessed that he wasn'tmaking me that high a priority on his list of things to do. I justsneered at that, a part of me hoping that something would happen to himlike whatever was happening to me. That would get his prioritiesstraight."You look like a trap," Kriss said to me after a moment of watching me."A what?" It's a Japanese term used in manga and anime," she explained. "A trapis a person, who's a guy who can pass convincingly as a girl exceptfor..." she trailed off as her eyes wandered. It sent her over the edge. She tensed, stroked furiously, and then let go. A sharp, jolting climax ripped through her. Her mouth fell open, sounds of release escaping it. She pressed her thighs together, another vortex of pleasure crested and passed. Through a haze, reality floated back in.She panted, faking embarrassment. ‘Oh Sir! I’m so sorry! I’m such a bad girl!’ She looked down coyly, as if ashamed, but also to dislodge her feet from the slats of the stool. They found the floor, she. Aryn will love you in that. I replied.“Wait until you see the dress I’m taking for tonight.”“Hmm, are you trying to make me jealous Wren?”“If we were in London or LA maybe but you’re already wearing all you will need Emily.”“Intriguing.”“Come on Emily, sit down and I’ll do your hair.”Wren took her dress off and we both got busy. When we were ready we went up to Aryn and he told us how to steer the yacht and to keep it about the same distance from the rocks.Wren was a bit nervous but I looked.