" Mike replied."Hey, hey watch it, Buster, what do you think I am?" Kathy exclaimed."You know I've never thought of you that way Kathy. You have alway... been one of my best friends; someone I could hang out with and talk to about anything. I was just trying to make a point. I wasn't naming any names just making the point of women's curious nature. Speaking about curiosity, what have you heard over the last couple days, since she received the flowers?" I asked."There are rumors flying everywhere.. The coffee was cold. One cup, Liz's, had not been touched.Upstairs in the bedroom, behind drawn curtains, Liz was enthusiastically encouraging Hannah. "Don't worry about those stockings, you can use those," she said as Hannah held up a fistful of Liz's hose from a drawer in her dressing table."All right," said Hannah. "Face down, hands behind you. You'll find this more uncomfortable than the rope. The stockings can really cut into your wrists, I'll tie them over the cuffs of your blouse." Don't. Petite at five-foot-two and 100 pounds, with long blonde hair, blue eyes, and a figure that could have easily gotten her elected to cheerleader, Beth could have had almost any boy in school if she had the opportunity and set her mind to it.Beth and I never played "doctor" or "you-show-me-yours-and- I'll-show-you-mine" games. Oh, we sometimes talked about sex, but we never went beyond that point. Our parents were very strict, and discussion or mention of sexual subjects was a family taboo. That. He then poured oil over my stomach and on my pussy. I bent my knees and spread my legs so he could massage my pussy as he always did. My pussy was waxed smooth and bald and I felt his fingers spread the lips apart and rub oil over my clit. He rubbed my clit adding more oil then found my love hole and began to soak it with oil as he inserted a finger in me. It was not long before he had three fingers in me fucking my hole as I covered his oiled fingers with cum. He kept fingering me and then.