He grabbed my shorts and pulled them off, leaving me in my black underwear. Well, I thought, at least I didn't wear the bright pink ones. He slid his ...and into my underwear, feeling my bare skin due to the fact that I had to shave for swim team. He found my cunt and, slowly, stuck in a finger. I moaned loudly. I had never been touched there before. Nick only laughed. "You're so tight, you can barely take my pinkie finger." He slid his finger up and down my cunt too fast for me, and I cummed. It seems I would have to pull it out, piece by piece. It was talk between women, but it was now affecting two hearts. ‘It is silly,’ Alia said, ‘I will talk with Mylle, and we will leave it at that.’ Alia stood from the fire and moved to her side of the bed. I could not remember the last time we started on opposite sides of the bed. Something was not silly. ‘It is not silly if it affects you, too,’ I stated, not turning to look at Alia. I felt her crawl into bed. Alone. I should have not. They then polished off a bottle of champagne...whereupon Joani (her real name?) excused herself and left the living room. She was back in a flash dressed only in a black g-string, black nylons, black high heels and a pair of leg garters that boldly read: "WHORE."Joani had smiled and sat down beside him, placing her right hand on his inner thigh. In a husky voice, Joani said, "I want you to tie me up by my wrists to a ceiling hook and then tickle me with my feather whip/tickler. Then gently run. It must be a time when I am not here so that Brad doesn’t violate the conditions of his bond, which include remaining more than fifty yards from me, which means that I don’t have to request a restraining order. I told him that I didn’t trust Brad to be in my condo unsupervised, but he said that Brad had a right to his belongings...”“I’ll watch him if you want,” JR offered.“I don’t think that’s a good idea. He is probably madder at you than he is with me.”“If I’m lucky, maybe he won’t hit me,”.