Jilly crawled forward, out from under the desk, and stood up, smoothing down her little black dress, and straightening up her boobs. She picked up her...handbag from where it sat, on the blotter on the desk, opened it, removed a small tissue and discreetly dabbed at the sides of her lips.She dropped the tissue into a wastebasket by the side of the desk, and quickly pulled out a small mirror.Swiftly she re-applied a little lipstick, and angled the mirror to check her hair.Satisfied that she had. Goddamn those meddling, self-righteous old biddies! How dare they scare the shit out of my two sweet teenage lovers! I don’t have to explain a goddamn thing to them! I’ll just teach them a lesson they’ll never forget. They won’t be threatening to tell Mom anything when I get through with them.I sat Belle on a flattop kitchen counter. I lifted Wendy up beside her. I ran both of my hands through the pixie girl’s wavy blond hair and gathered out hands full of mystical magical pixie dust. My. She told me that she believed that the woman in the film must feel liberated and more open to the things that were happening to her when she was getting into it! She stated that she would surely be more open to new experiences and it could bring her sex drive to a whole new so far unknown level.She conceded to me that she constantly experienced a fantasy of being humiliated and used and that she wished to be incapacitated to a certain degree. However, the infliction of pain with whips, needles,. Chris answered, 'they'll do just fine'. He poured two cups and begin to ask about the campus and what there was to do on campus in the evening. After about a couple of drinks we were laughing and talking like we had knew each other for years. The subject came around to sex and Chris looked at me and said, 'I'm not gay, but I like to have sex with guys'. I looked at him wondering which this conversation is going. Chris looked straight at me and said, when we were in the shower I could not help.