This was, after all, part of Master’s love for her, his purifying her defects. Gingerly, she settled onto the rail, cautious to avoid forward or bac...ward motion that would cause splinters to pierce. Her body, after all, must be perfect for her Master. After about forty minutes on the rail a soft knock on the door and in walked a short, plump be speckled man wearing a red stocking cap and a blue striped shirt that was at least two sizes too small to cover his rotund belly. “Hoy-hoy Miss,” he. My head knows but my body is slow at getting the message. I hope I didn’t fuck things up last night. You’ll still be my friend, won’t you?” she asked.“Of course I will, Nicki.”“You’re the only friend I’ve got.”Paula and I got married the next weekend, graduated the weekend after that, and moved to Minnesota two weeks later. It’s funny that of all the people I knew in college, Nicki was the only person who made sure I had all her contact information. I mean, everything. She gave me three. I made sure the measures were doubled to help loosen her up even more but need not have worried as she was up for fun anyway. We stood and chatted but found it hard to hear each other over the increasing volume of the music. Danni grabbed me by the hand and dragged me towards one of the many side rooms. Once out of view of the other guests and on our own she kissed me hard on the lips forcing her tongue into my mouth and her hand inside my robes onto my hardening cock. I responded by releasing. I walked over and open the door. As I stuck my head around the corner of the door I saw Summer Smith standing inches from the door. "Hi, Mr. Kelly. Do you have a minute? I was wondering if I could talk." she said. "Sure come on in. Why don't you sit at your desk." I said. I pointed and closed the door. It locked behind me as I walked behind her towards my big metal desk.Summer had put her hair in a big pony tail. She painted her lips and finger nails pink. She had a pink Hello Kitty t-shirt.