” The sofa creaked as he moved and I felt his finger, warm as always, tentatively press inside of me, it slid in easily, easier than anything of his...had ever gone into me. “Wow.” I could feel pride and smugness radiating from Master. “For this to work, you have to accept she is mine,” my pussy clenched, “you do not get to touch her or fuck her,” it clenched again, “unless I give my permission.” And again. “I will fuck her and use her body for my pleasure,” again it clenched, “whenever I choose,. The left, then the right, then the left again. It would jiggle just a little. The slight amount of fat on top of the muscle moved gently. When Jennifer bent over you could see the outline of her boy shorts under her tight pants. I knew Jen had the kind of body that, if she bent over, you could see her pussy and asshole presented before you for the taking. I took in the view every time Jen bent over. Josh nudged me while staring at Jennifer's ass. "That's fucking hot isn't it," he said smiling. "Is that a crime?" Oh-h! so there's que-eestions, " said Trina. "Why? There wouldn't happen to be something you'd like to keep hidden, would there? Something you'd like to... Pretend... Isn't there?"I heard my own words suddenly, rebounding out of the past: When have I ever pretended to be anything that I'm not?"You're not normal," Trina hissed, an unknowing echo of my thoughts. "You're fucked up. You have scars. You do weird things that other people don't."I found refuge in defensiveness. "So. Lisa stopped playing, and I took up the melody on the Blues King as they finished the song.Elmer exclaimed, "That's not fair. I don't have the controller to save something like that. It was beautiful with the three of you. You have to do that for me while you're performing. It's almost like we need another guitar so Chuck can play his singing bass in the background."We practiced for two more hours until we were asked to put our instruments away and buckle up as we were in the pattern to land.