”“Do you know your parties extension?”Been there ... done that.“No.”“One moment, please.”CLICK“Operator, how may I direct your call?�...“RK Lodges.”“One moment, please.”“That number has been changed. I can direct your call.”“Please.”“Katie Kop ... RK LODGES.”“Please hold.”“Deposit five dollars and 40 cents, please.”Ding Ding Ding Ding one dollar, Fumble. Ding Ding Ding Ding two dollar, Fumble. Ding Ding Ding Ding three dollar, Fumble. Ding Ding Ding Ding four dollar, Fumble. Ding Ding Ding Ding. Then I saw her in the doorway.She outdid all the others. I’d grown to expect some outrageous behavior with Ariel. She’d been surprising us all summer while emerging from her emo-goth girl persona. The first had been showing us how enthusiastic she was about oral sex—giving and receiving, male or female. Then discovering that her mother suggested she get her pussy waxed for all our greater enjoyment. After I painted her body, she’d become almost as much of an exhibitionist as Kelly, even though. After what felt like hours of sitting there and no sign of anybody coming out of the house she decided to go inside her house. She quietly slipped the key in the door and opened the door slowly closing it quietly behind her.The first thing she noticed was Katy's purse and jacket laying over the hallway chair. She could hear sounds coming from the bedroom and suddenly she began to feel sicker. She could hear giggles then suddenly it was quiet, she wondered if they heard her coming down the hall. As if instead of my skin picking up the touch and sending the electrical signals to my brain, his voice had spoken directly to those neurons and ordered those same signals to fire. There was no difference in what I experienced. I felt a touch."Sssh," he calmed me. "Everything is all right. Just relax, easy... feel my touch." The memory path that he had activated took over and I felt a soft caress and I leaned into it, rubbing my cheek against this invisible hand and feeling chills rush over my.