That was why they were sticking around. They wanted to get into her pants.It hadn’t occurred to me up until this point that this was one of the reas...ns that we all got on so well together. We all had similar interests. We all felt just as randy when we saw a beautiful, sexy lady. This was the first time that I got an insight into what our relationship was really about. Lyn had actually tried to explain that very thing to me about Marg some years before and Marg had explained it about Lyn but I. And thus Frank guessed wrong. "Uh, Marie," he hazarded."Nope," I pounced. And then, still wordlessly, Denise reached out and pulled his shirt over his head, careful not to dislodge the blindfold.Then they both leaned in and tried again. This time Marie did the kiss, and tried to imitate the kiss she'd watched Denise do, hoping this time Frank would guess Denise, I suppose. But he must have detected some difference, and by process of elimination, announced confidently this time, "Marie."Of. I made another grab for the bottle, but hepushed me away. For my efforts I stumbled forward and fell flat on myface.I scrambled back to my feet, but by then he'd already unstopped thebottle. My heart skipped a beat as he downed damn near half in one gulp.Santa beamed down at me, and I stared back at him with wide eyes waitingfor the changes to happen. The old fucker had no clue what he'd justconsumed. At first, nothing seemed to happen, but as he brought thepotion up to his lips, he grunted and. Within a few seconds, Van Halen filled the room and Cassie found herself swaying to the beat. It was just what she needed to get her mind off the economics staring her in the face. Cassie danced her way back to the bed and laid upon it again. She moved the economics book from the foot of the bed so she would be able to spread her long and slender body upon it. Cassie was looking for a little rest before she started studying for that economics exam again, so she laid there with her head down on.