I got back around 8:10, and sat nervously waiting. Even in this short a time, I knew Gwen was notorious for not being on time to anything, so I was me...tally trying to prepare myself for her being later than she’d said. However, to my surprise, right at 8:15 she logged back onto Skype, and this time she invited me to a video conference.Once the cameras were connected, we decided we could just talk instead of typing. Except that after last night, both of us were feeling a little shy and. Yes," I stammered, relieved to have Lexie interrupt mydesperate explanation by holding my hand and imploring me to play theclapping game with her, which I did after we moved, at Lexie'sinsistence, further away from the "boys" to a quiet spot in the corner ofthe park."Watch me," she lisped, showing the pattern of her clapping with hersmall pudgy hands while clumsily singing the accompanying song, which Iknew already,"Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, all dressed in black, black, black....."I played. I scream as I swing back and forth in the air, maybe 15 feet up. Spinning around, I see the stem that binds me is attached to what looks like the largest venus fly trap plant I have ever seen. Good grief! Like something straight out of the Little Shop of Horrors movie. I scream until my throat hurts. "Oh dear, you didn't listen to me," she says in her ragged voice.I turn my head to see the little voodoo witch staring at me. "What is this?" I shriek, hanging from the tightening stems. "Why this. She liked the sensual feel of her rougher outer clothes directly against her skin.She tossed her clothes over the back of a chair and turned to face the dog, surprised to find him appraising the full length of her lushly molded body like any male confronted by a naked female. She was strangely tempted to cover her cunt-mound and her nipples with her hands, so penetrating was the animal's stare.Amused to find herself actually blushing, Angie laughed aloud to ease the unnatural tension that had.