“When you left, she asked how she hadn’t seen this coming. I told her that she hadn’t been looking, but that she should be happy for you.”I no...ded. “That’s really why I wanted to do it in person, rather than convince her over the phone. It’s one thing to hear that I’m doing better. It’s another to see it in person. How did she take things once the shock wore off?”“I don’t know that the shock really has worn off,” she said with a shrug. “She was still a little spacey when she turned in last. Euphoria raced out of my snatch as I came. I grit my teeth, my head banging back into the wall as I writhed. My naked body danced to the rapturous symphony playing in my snatch. Juices flooded down my thighs.My lips quivered.My breasts jiggled, my ruby amulet bouncing between them.I swayed to the music of ecstasy.The rapture reached its crescendo. The symphony played its loudest, stirring chords that quivered my body, and then quieted to a whispering delight. The decrescendo left me shivering. Her mouth tasted really strange, and her breasts and chest were now coated with both her saliva, and the think, slippery fluid her nipples were dripping. Tasha walked away and pulled something down off the wall, then returned. She had an odd looking length of something in her hand."Time to introduce you to your new friend," smiled Tasha, then lashed out with the thing.The weighted end of it smacked right into Christine's left tit. It felt like she'd been hit with a baseball bat and stung by a. Uh ... okay," she replied and I could see she was still blushing."What about your rod?" WHAT?" she almost burst out in astonishment."Yeah, your closet rod. Usually the shelf and rod come as complete package and work together. Since you say the shelf's been a bit floppy, I'm wondering if the rod you're using is too small." Oh ... I ... I don't know." It might be as simple as giving you a bigger rod," Sven said and I saw the subtle smile lurking behind his eyes."I ... uh ... maybe that's it," she.