Day three for Madeline was to be more practice, not just make up, hair and moving but getting used to wearing heels and tighter clothing. Not just tha... but although I was in reasonable shape, Sarah insisted that I do her aerobics programme every day, to sharpen my figure a bit. My 'breasts', Sarah insisted would be sorted today, but as she insisted I stay tucked even for the aerobics, I was feeling a bit bruised down below at the end of the day.When my girl got home she had obviously been. Sharon said “no thank you, for not thinking bad about the other night or being angry”.I said “ I have thought about nothing else since, it has been so hard to concentrate at work, you have no idea how many times I have had to have a wank with the image of your lips wrapped around my cock in your mouth in my head “.Sharon took my hand and started to walk up the path towards her house, a few minutes later we arrived at her front door, as she placed the key in the door, I wrapped my arms around. They mailed each other gifts for Valentine’s Day. Brad sent Maggie a very nice card, apt for a passionate lover and not a stepsister, two bangles to match the choker he’d given her, and had a dozen red roses delivered to her at the store. She sent him a sexy card too, and another pair of silk boxers. The boxers were white with red hearts of different sizes scattered about and four words in baby blue lettering: HOME OF THE WHOPPER.Brad was sitting in his car that evening in the parking lot of. Monica sat next to me. She handed me the little vibrator again. I stood up to removed my pajamas and panties again. I faced away from her as I disrobed.At that point I was torn. I didn’t like being blackmailed or told what to do. I was angry. I also was becoming more comfortable stripping in front of my roommate. I don’t know if I could have admitted it at the time, but I was also excited to be play with myself in front of Monica again. A girl. A girl who I disliked and didn’t understand but.