Now, as if he was now leaning over her, his mouth right by her ear, Fiona could hear Mark’s voice penetrate deep into her mind, ripping her open, fo...cing her to confront that awful reality.“Doesn’t it feel so good to be topless and vulnerable like this? Don’t you love the knowledge that if you open your eyes you’ll see all these people staring at you, staring at you pulling on your nipples? Listening to you moaning out loud like a desperate slut? See you coming just from tugging on your big. There were multiple plaster moldings some eight inches high around the room at ceiling level which was only ten feet high. There was a chandelier with four Magic-powered lamps hanging from the ceiling in the center of the room above the table. It still retained the candle holders between the lamps. The fireplace at the far end of the room, and while not as large as some that I had seen, had a very large and decorative wooden surround with a finely carved mantle.The Mac Sweeney Sisters and I. I would lie on these beds of leaves, looking up at the sky, until I heard voices. Then, of course, my attention would be on the people. It felt as though I was spying on them.I’d open a gap until I had a perfect view. Watching them, I’d run my fingers up and down the different shaped stalks, and I would pick up leaves and run them over my body. The different shapes and edges aroused me, exciting each nerve in my body. Wherever I touched myself, I was left wanting more. As time went on, I became. ”“Hi, Sarah. What can I do for you?”“Phil, I would really like to come around and spend the evening, and the night, with you and Angie. But I don't want to have any sex because I am way too sore after the weekend. Is that too much to ask?”“I would love to have your company. However, I should just point out that, before you came last Wednesday, Angie was ambivalent about your coming to visit. I think that it is because her sexual freedom dates from your leaving and she does not want to give up.