I cried foul as I had stupidly kicked mine off to sit on the floor. When I had lost three times it was my turn to remove something. Fuck I didn't thin... it would go this far and again cried foul and demanded that my discarded shoes count as an item removed. They laughed and jointly disagreed with me saying come on you wanted to play with the big boys.Now, this is where it gets into really strange territory for me. I had lost my virginity to non-orgasmic fumblings in the back of a darkened car.. She shivered and moaned, twisting more to face him, her chest molding into his large firm hand like a ball into a glove. God, she had wanted this but hadn’t felt secure enough to ask. She felt the warm smooth flesh of his palm cover her breast and then squeeze it gently, tugging on it some from the base to the little ever growing nipple. She felt a huge surge of arousal course through her body, and knew she had to be seeping into her panties by now.Michael couldn’t stop himself when he leant. She was nervous and fidgety, not at all like her normal self. After a few minutes Ellen said that she was going for a walk and left. Since I was home alone, I decided to go through my stretching routine in the basement. I changed ito a leotard and tights. I pulled the hair on my wig back into a ponytail, checked my figure and headed into the basement. I popped the DVD into the DVR and began the routine. About half way into my routine, I felt like someone was watching me. I ignored it at first. "Well you see him you tell him he gotta pay his rent this week or he'sout of here. It's two months now, he knows"."I'll tell him".Looking me up and down, his grin turned into a leer. "I'll take 50 quidoff for him if you put those pretty hands of yours to good use andtwice that if you use your lips." He grabbed his crotch suggestively."I won't tell him. It'll be our little secret".I felt like I was going to throw up. "I don't think so", I managed;this time my voice did not need any control to.