God I love those tablets, they are such a boon in the swinging lifestyle.I reached for Anne’s gorgeous breasts and started to caress her nipples, al...ernately squeezing and pinching them, Anne visibly became more aroused and removing a hand from my breast returned it to between her legs and started to increase the tempo of her masturbatory finger action.As she started to masturbate again, Carl’s cock regained full hardness, he knelt down behind Anne and removing my hands he took over where I had. So it was just us four girls. We swapped husband stories, some of them getting quite frank. Then followed stories about past lovers.By this time I was getting drunk, nodding odd from time to time until someone proposed a dare. "Let's take turns and take some scandalous pictures." The next time I came to the surface, so to speak. Nellie was twirling her bra and Louise was clicking away with her camera. Then another girl stripped. My head throbbed when I woke the next morning on the couch in the. "I heard what you did. He owes you his life. You're a good man for that."I hung my head at the thought of the days events, still unable to get rid of my anger at the firefighters. "He would have done the same for me. The firefighters just gave up on him, it was... unreal." Don't worry too much about it, you'll give yourself an ulcer." He slapped my back and walked towards the couch. "Besides, they aren't the heroes anymore, you are."Great, now I'm in the spotlight. I prefer to stay under. ." That's all? What's stopping you?" I pleaded.Marie looked me in the eye and said, "Honey the paper says I agree to have sex with the captain and anyone else for 2 hours."Don't do it! I wanted to scream, but the thought of spending a week in jail here scared me so I remained silent thinking of alternatives. Stuck in a foreign jail for a crime that was committed in front of a large group of witnesses left me in a real bind.Marie then spoke up and said, "W-what happens next... you can't blame me.