" And?" Cassie rolled her eyes, earning yet another glare from Deanne and myself."I think...," I gulped, "I think that one was about how other people ...hought of us...about how they ALREADY thought of us. She didn't wish to BECOME the most popular... She wished that she WAS the most popular..." So everyone at school already thinks that we're the most popular girls?" Deanne asked, looking a little confused.I nodded weakly at that. "I think that the monkey...or the monkey god granted that wish by. “Definitely not!” said Jane. “Concubines were recognised in history, but it was a form of slavery.” “They were also ‘owned’ and that, most definitely, is not the case here,” said Ron. “We are three equals. Whatever we decide, is only going to be recognised by us, we are free to choose ourselves.” “I like the idea Ali my love,” said Jane, “that you and I each have a husband and a wife. Poor old Ron, he only has wives.” “I’ll cope,” said Ron, in a mock resigned manner. “We hope you do,” responded. I was curious, I wanted to see his cock, however, being my eyes hadn't adjusted to the dark and the tails of his shirt conveniently covered him, I never got a good look.Not wanting to get caught staring as he approached, I embarrassingly turned my gaze away from him. John now sat next to me, and then patting me on the leg again, there was a pause. He then immediately asked, "What's wrong?" He noticed I was still wearing my underwear, but unsure what was wrong, I asked, "What?" He must have. When she finally undid the last one, the ends snapped from her fingers, and Jo's breasts rolled out of the cups.Jo slipped the bra off, her breasts dancing with each movement. Melinda's nipples throbbed with her heartbeat, her pussy hot and wet. Jo drew Melinda forward until their bosoms touched, then slowly twisted her torso back and forth, drawing her hardening nipples across Melinda's flesh. Melinda moaned and shuddered."Yes, you like my tits," Jo whispered in Melinda's ear. "You like my.