Were best of friends also didn’t seem to dawn on me. What can I say? I was tipsy and thinking with my nut-sack! Her and I got on like a house on fir... again, while M. vanished into his room. I was attempting to get into her underwear when the saucy minx dropped the bomb! “I really like you, T.,” she admitted, “but I promised my best friend…” “Promised what? Who? M.?” I stuttered. She just nodded and I felt my blood rush to my head. I got really furious at first with them for tricking me. Then. Heather heard John tossing in the morning darkness, wrapping and rewrapping himself in the sheet. Her finger froze on her clit. She waited motionlessly for a full minute, listening to him breath and groan and flop around. Finally, he rolled onto his side away from her. When she was sure he'd settled back into his slumber, she began where she'd left off, her thighs slick as churned butter...David leaned against one wall of the elevator looking at the newlyweds as Heather rested back against. But. What about a female officer to do that?? I reply. ?So that is a no to been willing,? he says, as he heads towards the door, to call in guards, ?Im sure the guards will enjoy this show you will put on?. Pausing, as he opens the door. Suddenly, I get these images, of 10 guards in the room, holding me, ripping my clothes off, all staring at my body, my privates, sending a shiver down my spine. ?No, please?ill, ok? I say. He switches the light on, sending a few spot lights onto my body, and. He watched her intently, his eyes roaming over her body. Taking it all in, devouring her with vision. She trembled nervously, ‘I hate it when you look at me like that. You’re like a peeping tom, but I’m right here for you to look at all the time.’ ‘Oh…’ flustered and blushing a bright pink ‘no…It’s not like that at all. Its just whenever I look at you, I feel like I’m dreaming and I can’t look away because every instant I waste not staring is one moment closer to the end of the dream, and you.