Yours is perfect. Mine is, well, ugly." "Vicki, what makes you think yours is ugly? I like your pussy. I always have." "Melinda, have you really looke... at it? I mean really looked at it and then looked at yours?" "Enough to know that you are normal." "Umph, the only thing normal about me are my breasts." I said. Melinda looked at me and smiled a smile I had never seen. I could tell she was up to something. Then again, this whole morning was nothing but surprises. "Let me show you just how. Panic hit me as I remembered Ms. Jean’s husband was in the next room. I pushed her hand from my pussy and broke the kiss making Ms. Jean groan. As I moved my head from Ms. Jean my mouth hung open in shock as Mr. Rick was standing at the kitchen door. His eyes were filled with lust as he stroked his exposed cock. Ms. Jean pushed my chair back with me in it before returning her hand down my shorts. Her lips brushed my neck again as she told me everything was fine and to enjoy myself. My chair. “Oooooh! What’s that?”“Just what it looks like, Baby. It’s a rubber dick.”“What’s it for?”“Just what it looks like. It’s for stuffing up tight little twats.”“You mean like mine?”Be still, my heart! “Is your twat tight?”“Umh huh. Is yours that big?” Her hand found where I keep it. “Oh, my! I think maybe it is! Show me!”“Do you always get what you want?”“Umh huh, always. Show me your cock, please, pretty please. I want to see the big man’s big nasty cock. Here, I’ll make you a deal. I’ll give you. Was set up; I was the piece of the puzzle they needed to have their little scheme work out. Well, I’ll show them.I quickly washed. With a doctorate in pharmacology, I know the dangers of the things you can find in a bathroom. OTC pills, and liquid medicines and how they work together. I made up some stuff and put it in a cold medicine bottle in my robe pocket. I returned to the group. #1 apologized profusely about not believing me. I headed to the bar.“No, really, I’m so sorry, it was an.