She sat conservatively, her legs crossed in the most ladylike pose she could manage given her lack of underwear. On the right side of Betty was Robert... who was still wearing jeans and a singlet. Robbie was a fairly tall man; not quite as tall as Quinne but a little pudgy in the middle. He had strong cheekbones and an easy, charming smile – Betty found him attractive in a different way. While Jeremy had a genuine but awkward quality, Robbie had the confidence and swagger of a player. His. I still hungered for her, as a lover and especially as a friend. I knew the lover part wasn't in the cards at all, but I really missed her friendship, and kept hoping we might revive that. Over the years we'd shared so many good times and she'd always been there for me.But she was skittish, unsure. I suspected she was afraid if she got too close to me I might press the lover issue, which I'd never, ever do. I was hoping over time that fear might go away and we could just be friends. Clare climbed onto the bed next to me, and I am opened my eyes to look into hers. She looked at my face and body and said "you've got a bit of..." Pointing at her lower lip to indicate one is the many spots I was running with cum.We looked at each other and laughed then she kissed me, on the mouth. Her lips on mine, swapping cum from her mouth into mine, my mouth into hers, then she began to lick my face and my tits, cleaning up all the cum and then using it to kiss me with, our tongues met in. Then I took a silk blindfold and cushioned hand-cuffs from my Slut Accelerator Kit. Hand-cuffed her ankles and wrists, and covered her eyes. Next from the kit I took out my video recorder and filmed her sucking my cock while she repeated, as instructed, “Thank you number 23 for making my your cum slut.”After fingering her until she was wet I dipped into my Slut Accelerator Kit for the other two items: an Exacto knife and prepared script. Pressing the knife against her neck I murmured: “Ok you.