I let out a whimper of anticipation while her fingers are now tracing lines on my inner thighs which causes me to tremble.Her fingers slowly reach the...lacy outskirts of my panties and they gently run in circles on top of them, just a silly millimeter above my slit. My clit prickles as her fingers slowly draw closer to my moist split, the warmth increases, my clit throbs harder and fiercer as her fingers draw ever closer and closer. I am tossing my head in the throes of decadent passion.Pushing. Make sure you do it publicly. Whenever you can, swing by. I don't want people wondering why we're hiding our association. Besides, it will make it more credible when I kill you."Matika nodded, "The others won't like being told to stay away."Thule shrugged, "They won't have time to be hanging around. They need to set up an operational plan for this sting and pull it off. And, they need to do it fast. The Vandevoorts have so many friends that I don't expect those indictments to stay sealed. So spill it, mister."Joey sighed. "I liked it." Liked what," I said, a little upset with him myself."Everything. I liked Joy. The way she was, though. I liked her as a slave. I know... It's wrong. But... Fuck. I don't know. I guess I like the way his dad lives. Everyone is happy, and no one has any worries. It's so peaceful and stuff." Joey?" I said."Yeah?" So, would you like to be a slave?" No, I'm not saying that... " Why? Are you saying other people are better off as slaves, but in your case. "Can we just assume that if it is legal for two sixteen-year-olds to do then we can do it?" Rose asked. I sat up straight in my seat."Rose? I don't know if you are aware of it, but Jen and Court are abstaining from orgasms until I take them to prom. That's pretty bizarre to me, but apparently I'm supposed to do that, too. I don't know if I can go that far with you and not ... um ... come." Oh, poor sweetheart. I don't expect you to not come." But..." Everybody lied to you, Brian. They didn't.