Her own lips were aneven darker shade of purple than my bikini."You're cold," I said to her, feeling slightly concerned.She grinned at me. "And you're...hot."I rolled my eyes. "I'm not. I'm freezing out here. And I'm wearing clothes."She rolled hers in return. "I wasn't talking about your temperature, cutie."Okay, not what I expected. I turned to look at Chad. "Yo, Barrow?"Both he and Lee turned to look at us."I should get a picture of that," Chad said."What you should do convince Killer Frost. Each lash across Margo's back caused her to lunge forward at precisely the moment that Susan applied the whip to her breasts. The blows to her chest caused her to cringe backward, right into the path of Lydia's subsequent lashing. So it went, with Lydia and Susan whipping, and Margo caught between them like a helpless fly caught in a spider's web. It seemed to me at the time that the whipping lasted forever, but it couldn't have been more than five minutes in duration. After twenty lashes,. He gave my ass a gentle squeeze with both of his hands. He whispered, ‘Oh God, how I miss those curves of yours.’ I was indeed a curvy woman. A curvy, voluptuous woman with a womanly figure. I unbuttoned the cuffs of my blouse before sliding it from my body. He started kissing up and down my neck while his fingers traced the outline of my black satin and lace bra. He reached around and unhooked the back of my bra, setting my lush, heavy breasts free. He scooped me up into his arms and carried. I distinctly remember it was a Friday night and I wanted to go out partying but Carla was adamant. I was able to concentrate for maybe a half hour but started making simple, unforgivable mistakes. Carla was angry but I produced a joint and with some reluctance on her part, we puffed away. Soon a very peaceable feeling pervaded her dorm room and I relaxed to the point that I stared admiringly at her body. Carla was medium height and attractive in an ethnic way with dark olive skin, black hair.