Wriggling, Kristen could feel the soft carpet rubbing against her buttocks sensuously, almost as if the carpet was caressing her ass.Ridiculous.But th...n something happened that was even more absurd... a candlestick, with three candle-holders (and only one lit candle) hopped onto her stomach. Kristen stared at the moving piece of decoration in complete shock.It dripped hot wax onto her right nipple and Kristen screamed, thrashing against her bonds... it was so hot and burning! Her nipple. .. I'm just using you for sex right now. It wouldn't be fair for me to keep you from living your life or dating around."I shrugged. "You're not just using me. And if you were, it's not like I'm complaining. You've taught me so much and the sex is wonderful!"She blushed and smiled. "It IS, isn't it?" Then she shook her head to clear it and frowned at me. "But you have to know Ben: If Stuart and I get serious then we can't sleep together anymore. It wouldn't be fair to him." Her words said "if",. I knew that if he looked closely he would be able to see the front of my panties under my blouse. Also, as I loosened the buttons, my cleavage was being revealed, my 34C breasts held in place by a white bra that was a matching accessory to my panties. I sneaked a look myself and saw his hand move surreptitiously over the front of his briefs. I wondered if I was the cause of some discomfort for him but didn't believe that could be the case from the limited glimpse he had caught. Then again, he. He couldn’t see how someone who had survived a deadly illness would consider themselves a freak as a result of it.Linda shook her head and said, “I don’t think you understand how much my self image was wrapped up in my appearance. My looks were everything. I had plans on how to use my looks to get fame and fortune. You see, I was a gold digger. I had been looking for a man that wanted a little arm candy and was willing to pay for it. I was going to go to Hollywood. If Hollywood didn’t work out,.