Sylvie was left alone - a picture of bemused lust; her neat blonde bun had unwound. Strands of almost platinum hair concealed most of her taut blouse ...overed bosom, but not all. Raised domes of cotton peaked provocatively through the shimmering curtain of hair; hard evidence of the erupting flesh. Hal would have relished the sight; platform nipples were one of his fetishes. He had confessed as much to Anna - as he had stroked hers during their recent lovemaking. Sylvie shuddered, and then. My black and silver glitter gladiator heels catch his attention next.“I like the idea,” he smirks, “but were they within budget?” he queries, ever the gentleman.“Yes, thank you, sir.” I nod and cast my head down.My posture and expression changes, grace and pride leaving my body. Here, between these walls, I’m not that tall elegant woman anymore. Here, I’m nothing but his plaything. And I wish more than anything that we didn’t have a party to attend and he’d start playing with me right now.Just. Hamfist had apparently kicked the empty jug when he got up to wake Ratso for his turn on watch. From the position of the moon it appeared to be about midnight. Ratso came awake with a shake and whispered harsh words when he discovered that Hamfist had killed the jug. He did a desultory circuit of the camp, including a piss stop, while Hamfist settled back down into his bedroll by the wagon. A light breeze had come up which produced some rattle from the branches of the trees overhead. Ratso. I figured she has to have passed out by now it was 2:30 am or so. I opened Janets door and saw she was passed out on her bed right away. I could tell from the light in the room that she fell asleep with the TV on. I couldnt see what was on it yet because of how her room was layed out. After I entered her rm I saw the tv and just froze . My friends mom janet had fallen asleep watching lesbian porn. I have never seen porn before this. I never thought about girl on girl before this. At first I was.