So I guess ... I'll just say it straight. Would it be a problem for you, going out with Fiona, while you and I are together?"Shocked speechless, he co...ld only stare at her, and she looked up, blue eyes searching him. What the fuck, he thought. Not that he objected, but ... as tactfully as he was able he asked, "I'm really not sure what to think. That wouldn't bother you?"Eyes flashing sapphire, she said, "I'm not thrilled with it, no. But it's better than nothing, which is what I expected. They said I would make a good stripper, I laughed. They naught me more drinks and even had a dance. All very nice and I admit I liked the attention, liked it a lot, even enough to not mind there hands touching a little and brushing up against me. We had more drinks, some quite strong ones, and there. hands where getting more touchy. Then one said that he could see my cunt, and he could see how wet I was through the wet patch on my shorts. He was holding my arm his friend holding my other and he. You yawn lazily from the passengers seat; getting up at five in the morning is not your idea of a relaxing vacation, especially after two months of working at your summer job. Now it's only a few weeks until college starts back up again and you've only got a week of true vacation. Thankfully, you're spending it the only way you can imagine. You look over at the redheaded girl driving the car. You're spending it with Melody.Melody has been your best friends since you were just kids. You met in. "Wake up!" ordered Miss Presswell. "You're coming with me. You areexpected by some ladies, who have been waiting to meet you for fifteenminutes and you'll have to apologise." She took the bag of panties fromSerena and opened the door to the boutique."Good luck, Jason," said the girl softly, "and enjoy," and her handcaught his bare arm with a pinch of support.Miss Presswell must have thought she no longer had need of reins to keepher sissy in check, for she marched Jason alongside her, hand in.