She stepped in, and I swung the door shut behind her. Stepping to the table, I was going to offer her tea, but then remembered the spill on the floor,...and suddenly I couldn't find any words at all. I turned to her and found those eyes staring at me, haunted and almost… hungry.Seeing the burn in Arden's eyes sparked an answering longing in me that stole my breath, and I clasped my hands together to try to collect myself, to find what I was supposed to do or say --Arden closed the distance. Compton and I agree on that, as does Mr. Stanford. I assume we have your consent.’ ‘Yes,’ I haltingly said. ‘It’s just that it will be hard to explain.’ The pain of the needle inking my tender pussy suddenly made me begin to think about all that had led me to this tattoo parlor and the end of what little freedom I had left. The Beginning of Something Joey and I had been together since I was a freshman in high school and he a junior. We were never an ‘item.’ Neither of us was popular enough for. He shouldn’t have been. After all, he certainly had the upper hand here.“He told me that you wanted to watch while he and I had sex...”Brian didn’t say anything. He sat there looking at me.“ ... Said that you wanted to hide in the closet and take pictures.”Brian got red in the face.“He even told me that you wished you could have sex with me as well; said you dreamed about it a lot.”Brian didn’t know what to say to that.“And ... and you believed him?” He stuttered.“Well, after hearing you guys. This was the solution Barb and Ty came up with to assist Abby in beginning to find her own sexual life … a pool party with three of Ty’s friends from campus joining them.The women were in the kitchen when they heard the front door open and male voices suddenly fill the house. Ty entered the kitchen, wrapping his hands around Barb from the back and kissing her neck. She squealed happily. Then Ty moved over to Abby and did the same thing, but this time his hands moved up to cup her breasts. Abby.