? All three stood there awkwardly, their dust reddened eyes downcast.? Each one of them taking visible pains not to touch the other's breasts or anyth...ng else like that.? Without the powers of speech they could not communicate their embarrassment, but it was pretty clear what they were thinking.? ? ? ? ?Margaret wondered if any of the other girls were thinking about escape too.? Surely they all were.? If only she could talk to them.? Then she wouldn't feel so alone.? Still, the question. ”Lady – “Such a terrible liar.”Me – “No, I am not lying.”Lady – “So why do you have to hide here to watch that? And why were your hands doing something else?”I flailed to answer, and my lips stumbled over themselves.Lady – “So now I understand why you were acting strange the last few days.”I bent my head in shame as I had nothing to respond to.Lady – “Don’t fret, my dear. Nothing to be afraid of… You are just in love.”Me – “What! Are you not infuriated about it?”Lady – “Why would I be. ”I realized that I was hard again and I slowly began to finger her still dripping pussy. “You want to fuck me right now,” she asked, “don’t you? Thinking about watching your slutty wife fuck another man, here in our bed, has you hard and you want to fuck, don’t you?”I couldn’t believe it, but it WAS making me hard and I wanted her right then!“I do” I replied.“Then you should take your wife” she challenged me, “Take me now and fuck me… like HE did… and I’ll give you ALL the slutty details of why. You need help." She wasn't doing a very good job of convincing me she wasn't terrified."Can and will. You know the effect these guys have on you. You'll go to pieces just as you have every time before when you saw them. I don't have time to take care of you. Stay up here. Don't argue with me, damn it!" My voice and face softened. "Please, Megan. I can't take the chance of you getting hurt again. Let Amy take care of you. You do a great job, Megan. There's no shame in this, in knowing when to.