You begin to stroke yourself too. You look at Olivia’s fingers playing with herself. She sips her martini — the last drop — you sip yours — th... last drop. The waitress is there and takes your glasses. ‘We’ll want another round.’ Olivia says as she strokes herself. You look up at me. ‘Enjoy yourself, darling.’ ‘Thank you, Daddy — what a naughty adventure — it’s so — so bad.’ I smile and lean down to kiss you. You kiss me deeply. You are stroking yourself very gently. ‘That’s right, dear, take. "What do you think?" I'm upset that I had to hear about it from my parents. I'm upset thatshe would even go to that stupid party in the first place. Did you knowthat she was gonna get Valedictorian this year? What was she thinking?"I rant nearly hysterically."Did you ask her if this is what she wanted? What does she think?" hereplies. I stop myself and think about it. All this time I was soconcerned for her, but she told me that she was happy. Was that a ruseto shut me up? She's my best. Recently i noticed him looking at me, i though maybe he liked my outfit and shoes, but the next time i seen him i walk passed him and when i turned to catch a look at him and he was looking at me and touching his dick( he sags his paints by the way and he wears brief). I quickly turned away i didn't want him to think i was looking at him. when i got in my apartment i imagined the possibility of him being bisexual. I toyed with the idea but i knew it would never happen. I took a shower a jacked. I decided to show her how it feels like when my turn came... and she shouted and laughed at the same time..So while we were going at each other in turns she was slowly turning a bit docile and submissive (of course she was not a dominatrix nor a bitch)... I then offered my ass to her. Gently she applied some lotion and slowly inserted her slender index finger. It started feeling good and she also realised this from my completely different moans :) In a min or two she picked up gusto and her.