I was so absorbed in being the hot club girl that I put a wedge in our friendship."Lena, leaned forward on her elbows as she spoke, "It's more than yo...r being a ... well ... diva. We are used to that. Just look at Cache. You, Starr were becoming dangerous. It may seem like our world is all clubbing and drinks - and it is to a degree - but there are firm limits. And one of those limits is not everyone gets to know who we are. Especially by having it forced on them sexually, whether at that point. It felt wonderful. My fantasy went further. I’d slipped her skirt down and she’d stepped out of itMy hand moved faster.I imagined her legs, long, graceful and clad in the softest nylon.Faster.Looking at her thighs, and upwards to her panties--they were pale blue, I’ll never forget that, pale blue and tiny. Just covering her…God, I was close then.I’d start to pull them downward.I was going to come. I was going to…“Are you ok?” her soft voice crashed through my lust filled daydream.Oh my God!. She had barely heard Chuck over the roaring in her ears, but as he repeated his request, she slowly backed away from his prick, looking up at him with a gaze so full of lust that little else registered. Nodding, she licked her lips, tasting him one final time as she turned around and crawled over to Jeremy, lowering her head and licking at the sticky mess on the tip of his prick. Her pink center peeked out from between her thighs, exposing her arousal, her abused cunt. A bit of white cum could. She keeps up with all this?" She more than keeps up, she's doing well. She isn't our age; she's not yet twenty-one years old." You have a twenty year old college girl as a live in housekeeper? Some time you're going to have to tell me how you managed to pull that off. That and tell me how I can, too." It's way complicated and it starts with you having to have a decent sized sailboat. I'll tell you the rest my next trip but tonight there're a couple of other things I want to talk about. Okay?".