"I haveto leave the cuffs on, but I'll explain that, too, if you'll let me.Don't get panicked quite yet."First, how are you feeling?"I didn't know how...to begin to answer this question; so much was wrong.But I tried: "Terrible, honestly. So awful. I'm confused; I don't knowwhat's going on. I feel like I just had a nightmare that lasted aweek." You did, in a way. Being drugged for a week is not pleasant." Then why did you do it. Why have I been tied up, drugged, not toldwhere I was or what was. The audience could not believe that her pussy could go from one extreme to the other that quickly.After she came down into the audience and over to me she asked, “Would you mind if a few of the older guys fucked me? They are offering me two hundred dollars a piece.”I said, “It’s your body. Do with it what you want.”Paula asked, “Would you be my last customer and still love me afterwards?”I kissed her and slipped my fingers into her wet hole. I then said, “I would love to be your last. "Come in. It's so nice to see you both and I can hardly wait to get things started." She ushered Cari and Dawn into the living room before handing them a glass of wine. "I think a drink will help settle the nerves."Dawn was glad it was wine, as she preferred wine to hard liquor. She sipped on the sweet nectar and wondered if she was making a big mistake. It wasn't long before Sandra coaxed the two women into the comfortable confines of the basement rec room. The room was very dimly lit and Dawn. My mother sure didn't. My married sister wouldn't Even talk about it."I'll tell mom if you ask me that again!"My older sister said, "I don't touch myself there! I certainly wouldn't let a man do it."My freshman year was filled with cast iron bras and sheet steel girdles. Victoria was keeping her secrets secret. My little sister still slept in footed flannel, and she was in the 8th grade. Playboy ignored the existence of crotches. I wanted to SEE, and touch, and feel.In '57, My uncle Harry took.