It should be here soon. Are you alright?" concern sounded in my voice. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Order another pizza from somewhere else." "WHAT? I alr...ady ordered you a pizza and me some wings. I don't want pizza, I thought we would go the Outback and have a nice steak." Now I was totally confused. She slowed her pacing, sitting down on the end of the bed. She looked up at me, biting her bottom lip. This is a sure sign she was about to tell me something, but wasn't sure what my reaction would. I had been dumped into my very own nudist colony, or so it seemed. “You really should get rid of the pants,” Erin immediately picked up the ball. “I’m quite comfortable like I am.” I hadn’t completely finished that sentence when Erin’s arm shot under my t-shirt and her fingers dipped into the cleft between my breasts, and I gave a startled yelp. She pulled it back out just as quick, never even giving me the opportunity to protest. Her giggling enraged me, but when she held up her fingers, I. He whispers back in your ear “not yet, sugar', I want to know how much you can take”. “What the hell does that mean?” you turn your head around towards his voice because he is farther away in the room.At this point you just want your release. You try the restraints again and find that they are still holding strong. You hear Dave taking a seat somewhere. “Just listen”, you can hear him say. You can’t believe that he is leaving you in this position. Dave softly whispers from across the room, “do. What is your name?”I looked at Jocko with a pleading expression of please no. He just smiled and winked at me.Then the fat guy answered, “Well gorgeous, I was named after that great governor of Arkansas. Clinton is my first name. It’s so nice to hook up with a filly as beautiful as you. You are so tempting.”I guess from his point of view I must have looked tempting. All I had on was a sheer lace white top with my “D” cup breast protruding from under the material, my white thong lace panty and.