" Tori admonished, visibly annoyed at her mom suggestively hitting on her coach. Caught off guard Tori's eyes widened, her jaw dropped, and she looked...at John with her head tilted to the side."Oh, thank you, Jen, but no. I have a project due at work and really can't," John made up an excuse on the fly."Suit yourself, but one of these days you are going on a date with me, "Jen predicted confidently as she walked down the hall. Following behind, Tori turned her head to with a shocked look on her. Hi Don. How was the dancing?"Dancing?? Oh yeah, I remember, I suggested dancing."Uhhhm, Ellen and I kind of skipped the dancing." Oh, you did, did you? I hope you had a nice time together?" You could say that," I replied. "Would you like to get together for drinks this evening?" Sure. Where and when?" How bout Clancy's at 7:30 or so?" It's a date. I'll see you then, Don." OK, bye for now." Goodbye."I arrived at the bar around 7:20 and parked myself just outside the door. Carolyn arrived right. Her clit was swollen to twice its size and felt as if on fire. She wanted cum but held off. She moaned a little louder now and whispered his name. He heard his name escape her lips and knew now was the time. He slipped silently into the tent and got on his knees in front of her. He stared at her dripping pussy and the dildo as it went in and out. He bent forward smelling her sex and placed his moistened fingers on her swollen clit. Was she dreaming, did. Moe immediately thought of Opal Thompson, and that this was some weird sex thing. Except this was different. With Opal, everything had been for pleasure. Mona’s slumped posture told Moe this was no game. A shudder ran up his back. Thick rope criss-crossed Mona’s chest, wrapped around her waist, and held her arms and legs immobile. Her normally alabaster skin was red-welted where the rope had pinched her. Moe quickly scanned the room, looking for a trap. There was nothing. Whoever had done this.