On most days we were secured by chains to radiators or pipes with only enough chain to reach the areas of the house we were working in. Rebecca was of...en away for 3 or 4 days at once at College so this could get very dull. One day he made me drink 3 pints of water before he left and fixed the chain so I could almost - but not quite - reach the bathroom. He told me that I could pee in the flowerpot if I needed to but if I did he would make me drink it when he got back. That was one of his. I decided to buy a pair of high heels too and of course some pantyhose, extra tight to make my legs look better. That night we went to a famous club, the Aghmar, music is nice, the cocktails are tasty and this place is quiet, no fights, no d***k guys coming to flirt like pigs, everything was nice. The party went really well, we had maybe too much cocktails, but it is only for a night. I decided to go home, Carol just found her new “boyfriend” for the night, so I left the club alone. The city. With her shower caddy and book in hand, Ally wandered over to the lounge. It was predictably quiet in the early predawn hours of Saturday morning. She glanced around the room at the tattered furniture-vinyl sofas and chairs with the stuffing coming out, and big chunky wooden tables marred with graffiti.Ally leaned over to look at the coffee table in front of her. Every inch of the tabletop seemed to be littered with words, phrases, names, phone numbers, you name it. And the authors didn't. Over her shoulder, I see Judy watching us as she dances close with her partner. When I slide a hand onto Amy’s ass, Judy gives me an approving nod with her lips pursed. Judy is next. I rarely dance with her, and we have only ever traded some amount of brother-sister affection, and some pseudo-sexual banter. She has a nice shape with largish breasts, and is a little closer to my size, so with heels she is nearly eye-to-eye with me. I have my hand on her back lower down, and then I start to slide.