The playground's swing-set and slide had been uprooted, and workmen were installing new playground equipment in their place. Out with the old, in with...the new."You're so dead," JB said. "When she gets to your studio tomorrow she's gonna flip when you drop that bomb on her." I'm going to tell her before then," Alex barked, though he realized JB was probably right. It wouldn't be prudent to tell her over the phone, and he wouldn't see her again until she arrived at his studio door, ready to be. J."I went to the door and opened it before R.J. had the chance to knock. He looked at me, smiled, and handed over the c.d. I took it to the DVD player and put it in. I fished through the first songs, finding the one that I wanted, and putting it on pause. I turned around and looked at both men smiling."If you would get comfortable please."R.J. sat back down in the chair he was in before."Are you going to strip Jessi?" No, I don't think so, but I am going to dance. It'll calm my nervous. Cum on my hand, bitch, so I can fuck you. Show me what a slut you are.” He pushed a fourth finger against my opening and I screamed in pain, to his delight. He pulled his fingers out of my aching pussy and I felt instant relief. I opened my eyes, instinctively, and my hopes crashed to the bed. He was coating his entire hand in lube. He really was going to try to put his entire fist inside me. I stammered in fear, “Pl-please, please don’t hurt me. It won’t fit. I’ll tear.” He leaned. Bethany leaned over and whispered, “Let’s room together on the ski trip!” with a smirk.“Bethany! I thought we had an agreement! And Mr. Grathwohl is unlikely to allow it!” I chuckled.She just smiled at me. I wondered if she could actually keep her promise to behave. I’d have to talk to her about this at some point. Hopefully, she was just teasing. There were too many complications because of her feelings for me.When I arrived home, I went to Dad’s office and let him know that I had the parking.