"Chris put his arms around her again, held her, "I like having my little girl in my arms." It was strange, but somehow, he knew what she was feeling. ...e really couldn't put a name to it, but it felt natural, like she belonged there. As he looked at her, he saw the light reflect off of her hair and couldn't resist touching it. The wispy softness of her curls felt like a hundred feathers under his fingers.A soft sigh escaped her mouth as she felt his fingers playing in her hair. Using her. To find out that this her pint-sized friend had also experienced Hotdog's cock was a real turn-on to her. And since she now knew that Jughead also knew about it, maybe something could be arranged at a later date"Really," the diminutive girl said happily. "I'm glad. I'd hate to lose you as a friend. Especially after last night." About last night," Betty suggested. "Maybe we shouldn't mention that to our boyfriends for a while. Why risk blowing a good deal."Cricket giggled into laughter at the. The fact that a young woman had been delivered into their hands seemed to make the incident into a joyous entertainment and they talked with the excitedness of school-boys as to her punishment. The whipping of a native male porter was common enough in an expedition led by the likes of Driache and there was perhaps some justification, for, if the white man did not evidence his whips and his fire-arms, many an expedition would end in a night of murder and loot. But to have cause to whip a young. Instead, she first wanted one more visit, which would only come about with the club’s BDSM Bash, scheduled for some six months in the future.After the scenes at the BDSM club became nearly overwhelming to their senses in the strictness and harshness of the displayed bondage, and noting the increasing heat in both their loins, Josh drove them home. Lori was certain she wanted to go to the BDSM bash six months hence, but remained silent on the matter until they had a chance to reflect on what.