When the box was finished, she had a sip of Harry's coke and turned to him."You're serious about this, yeah?" she asked. "Yeah. Are you mad?" "I'm not...sure what I am yet. Tell me everything."After dropping Harry home, Claire's brain was buzzing with the story Harry had just shared. Her simple, predictable, borderline boring boyfriend had just provided her with one of the strangest dates of her life. More than a few things struck her as strange about the scenario, but none as much as the fact. Sarita asked, "Vanita, are you still a virgin?" I was feeling too shy to reply. She asked further, "Have you seen and touched an adult cock? Would you like to touch one?" I had engaged in petting and had got fondled a few times by my friends in the school and they had made me touch their stiff cocks but had not lost my cherry. The hero in the films was now vigourously fondling the heroine's boobs. He had removed her skirt and we could see her pussy exposed. I could feel Rahul's hands were now. This was all on her."He looked almost like he wanted to cry, instead he sniffed a few times andtold me, "You can count on it... I just thought... Once everything cameout... That we'd be alone... You know?"I reassured him, "Not a chance Brett... Like people always tell me theyare sticking by me because I'm a good guy... Dude you're a great person.So, forget that crap about being alone... Your friends aren't going to letyou be alone. You got it?"He looked like he was going to hug me, but also. The shirt she was wearing pushed her breasts up into two globes while still revealing her erect nipples. The skirt was tight and left little to the imagination. The fact that she knew she was wearing no panties only made it more obscene. Her long toned legs were fully displayed and the high heels made them seem even longer. But setting the tone of the whole picture was her collar. The slave stared at it fascinated and appalled. The shiny steel circled her neck leaving no question as to her.