I opened my eyes to look at him rather angrily when I saw his eyes directing me towards Ashley. She was breathing heavily, her bosom rising and fallin..., shrouded in only thin bra and the white cotton shirt. Her nipples were erect, probably due to the strong air conditioning in the building. I admired her breast, guessing them at about a large B-cup. Everyone but my friend and I are standing there reverent and oblivious. I could almost make out the discoloration of the areola, but Im sure it was. She is a wild girl. Kind of gross.” Jennie was about to click on the next picture when I stopped her.“Yeah?” I asked. “What do mean?”“The night this photo was taken, she fucked seven guys in the bathroom of the club in that same skanky dress.”I balked, “What? How? You’re lying!”Jennie stroked me through my pants. “Does that make you like her more, baby?”It did. “Just don’t lie. Are you seriously telling the. Please wait for me OK?’ She pushed the man on top of her to the side and scrambled off the bed, trying to cover herself as she flailed around looking for a robe or something to cover her nakedness, never letting go of me with her eyes. The man was yelling at her, not understanding what had happened. He grabbed her and she slapped him with a loud crack, yelling ‘Let me go! Let me go!’ As she turned away from me, the spell was broken and I turned and ran down the stairs and out the door, never. As goosebumps made their way across my skin she moved her head up my neck and stopped at my ear. There was a purr, light and seductive, a small nip on my earlobe which made me moan softly, and then she stood straight again. The man had stepped forward while my attention was elsewhere, and with one hand on her shoulder he spoke. "Dan," he said, motioning to himself, "this is Felicia. Come with us, kitty." He started walking away, leaving the end of Felicia's chain in her hand. I puzzled at.