"You should have a shrink who listens to EVERYTHING first, then sort of molds it so It's still very similar, but isn't entirely different." Patch woul... say. After we'd speak, she'd tell me how much she missed me, then we'd be silent for a week. See, I had met patch in art school. She was a person who I regret ever letting go if I could help it. She is quite tall, with shorter red-dyed hair. The reason I was so pulled to her is because of her demeanor. Shes one of those girls who will tell you. ?Bie.?? I started to moan as she repeated herself over and over, closing my eyes to concentrate on the sensations.? And then right as I was on the edge? everything stopped.? I slowly opened my eyes and I was all alone in my office with my skirt hiked up.? I looked around the room, and my eyes stopped as I noticed the handwritten message left on my desk.? ?You are Barbie.? You belong to me now.???The vibrator kept buzzing between my thighs.? The sensation against my sensitive clit made it harder. Both were good looking and sharp dressers but not at all sexy. Their sex life was good but David was straight and un-imaginative. David had only met Sally once he thought that she was sexually too aggressive but at the same time could not keep his eyes off her. Beckey noticed, but was not offended, hoping that seeing her would get him a little more interested in sex. Beckey was always interested in Sally's escapades and secretly wanted something a little more adventurous. Sally had always. "You sure you don't want to wait a bit to change, at least until we are alone?" I whispered in her ear."It's getting late, honey. We need to get ready if we're getting any beach time today before dinner." She finished drawing the zipper down to the center of her back and shrugged off one armless shoulder of the dress, then the other.Still without having acknowledged either of us she let the discarded garment drop to the floor, exposing her matching "Winnie" bra and brief from Agent Provocateur..