I really don't want Kim to get hurt." I know. You're sweet like that." Dawn leaned forward, hugging me firmly and kissing my cheek softly."Yeah, well ... might play around a bit, and we all have some fun. But this sweetness ultimately belongs to you," I stated seriously, turning and looking my girlfriend in the eye. "Forever." Forever," she nodded in agreement. And her next kiss wasn't so soft.It was just after dinner on Sunday night when I heard a key jiggle in the front door. A few seconds. Angie and I were sitting at the desk,doing our makeup in the mirror. We were each lost in our own littleworld. Jerome came up behind us and began massaging our shoulders; onehand on my left, the other on Angie's right. He asked if he could see thetwo of us again before he left. I don't know what I was thinking; maybeit was all those hours Alan and I had put in on this project and theanticipation of actually making the presentation at last. I just put myarm around Angie, hugged her, and told. Meekly I complied and felt the rope coil around my crossed wrists and tighten there. Sylvia then put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me down onto my knees. Once there she looped ropes around my thighs and underneath my ankles, keeping my legs doubled over on themselves. As I sat uncomfortably on my haunches I watched as Sylvia kicked off her heels and reached underneath her nurses uniform to daintily peel off her white pantyhose. Smiling wickedly she then pulled off her panties and. That was too much for me to watch.Yet at the same time it was exciting, a permutation of sex that no one had ever told me about. Slowly, unconsciously, my hand crept into my pajamas. My pubic area already had some of the wispy hair, though I've still never learned what it might be useful for. And it was damp, as if I had peed myself. My fingers found my little clitoris and began to pinch, stroke, rub. Even uncovered I began to feel warm. As I rubbed, I remembered the sight of his penis in Mom's.