“Of course, there’s always the more unconventional choice of one of us girls doing you with a strap-on.” Her hand slid further betwe...n her thighs, caressing her pussy through the soaked thong.Amber turned to stare at Shelby and the older girl took the opportunity and lowering her head, pressed her lips against Amber’s. Her blue eyes flew open and she could only stand stunned as Shelby’s hand sought out and tweaked a pert nipple.Amber stammered, “Thanks for. There must have be 30 plus girls all dancing and chatting, everyone a tight bodied looker and dressed in a sexy outfit. Nurses, policewomen, angels, fairies and me as an elf in a tight green tee shirt with maroon shorts cut high on the cheeks, heavy knit green thigh socks with black knee boots and a silly little elf hat. Oh and the pearl thong was teasing my lips apart as I walked. I’m 5’8 slim with 34d boobs and long runners legs and if I say so myself, I looked hot! Carla was greeting. You want to see something really weird?" I asked. "Grab a hold and give it a big tug!"She looked at me dubiously but did as I ask, and when she finally yanked the line she almost fell over as it jerked her forward. Again her hand jerked back. "How is that possible?" she asked. "If I pull on it, it should be pulling on my body, not me." It is," I said with a smile. "You are your body so if you try to pull your body toward you, aren't you also pulling you toward your body?" Huh? That doesn't make. It didn’t matter that it had only happened once or that we were technically on a break. Giselle had come home on her lunch break and found Lisa and I on the couch. This trip was supposed to be our reset button. After two days of fighting and arguing we came to that moment, that single point in time where you know – it’s do something to get back on track or walk away. I had suggested a road trip. “Come on, you love long drives. We’ll go west, out across the desert, we’ll just drive, you and me..