I drug myself out of bed and got dressed, wondering all the while about how to spend my last day. For someone like me, I guess there wasn’t much cho...ce. I’d spend it like I spent every other: alone with my camera, one last time.I hefted my trusty camera from its place amongst the junk on my dresser and powered it on while slipping into my shoes. An unusual message filled the display.Would you like to change your life?The message was impossible. There wasn’t anything on my camera able to. Myla had moved over to the wall and had taken down a single strap whip and was now starting to whip my back while Kisha fucked my mouth with her dildo. All I could do was moan out as lash after lash fell across my back. I lost count of the lashes, but soon the pain settled in my mind and I now began to enjoy the punishment I was getting. Kisha finally stopped and pulled the dildo out of my mouth, "Your turn darling" she said to Myla and the now switched places. Grabbing my hair and pulling my. Anyway, what's on tap for tonight?" Nothing. I've been pretty tense, so I think I'll soak in the tub and read." Just read, huh?" Just read." What if I told you I'm getting ready to head over to visit Allison for a couple of hours? You think your imagination could come up with something else to occupy your time while you soak."Abigail felt her heart speed up. Part of her was jealous of her two lovers, but another part had no problems imagining the two of them together engaged in all kinds of fun. I spilled out all my feelings, cried a bit, and leaned against her. She was holding me and telling me things would work out.Lyssa got me out of the tub, helped me dry off, and walked me back to the bedroom. She was so kind, so gentle, and I just needed that so badly that I started crying all over again.She pulled back the bed covers and had me get in and I was still weepy. I looked up into her deep brown eyes and asked her to hold me.She hesitated and then broke down."Oh my God, Kathy, I don't.