In the room, Megan took a shower while I poured a drink and turned on the 10 o'clock news. Megan was just drying off as the leaders came on. After the...typical events for a big city, the top story caught my attention."And later on, the French Quarter goes wild at a local bar where the Mardi Gras celebration got out of hand tonight. You won't believe the tape we obtained, even what we can show on TV!"I knew with sudden certainty that the newscaster was talking about Megan! I called to her to come. Almost immediately my phone started ringing. I shut it off.I guarantee this will never happen again. Ever, I thought. ***Abby eventually quit calling after about two weeks of me ignoring her. I even gave introductions to my secretary to tell her I wasn’t available if she came by. I buried myself in work and my life seemed to be slowly returning to normal. I was even thinking of testing the waters of the dating scene again, but for some reason I couldn’t find the motivation. My friends were. Lexie began to buck wildly as Lori continued licking and sucking and biting. Her nipples were noticeably raw and yet she begged Lori to keep “torturing” her. Tracie could sense that Lexie was ready to explode.All at once, Lori stopped and barked a command to Lexie, ”Get out slut! Get out on the deck spread your legs! Show Tracie how your hot little cunt sprays!”Tracie watched in amazement, still fingering her own needy wet folds, as Lexie obeyed immediately, laying back and spreading her legs. . be a good boy." she said, trying to sound calm so the dog would obey. He looked up at her with a confused expression, cocked his head, turned around and ran back into the living room and jumped onto the couch looking worried. He put his little head down between his front paws and lay there.She tried fighting him off her as he dragged her down the hall into her bedroom, his hand covering her mouth, her legs kicking in the air. He picked her up, she tried kicking him in his groin with her right.