It was getting late when we finished dinner, and she invited me to her apartment for a nightcap. I happily accepted her offer.The swap meet had been o... the far southeastern side of town. Ironically, Rail's appartment was located just a few miles from my place on the western edge of town.Mere seconds after we entered her door, Rail began shedding her clothes. She made our drinks in nothing but her panites. She told me she never wore a bra. As skinny as she was, she didn't need one. She had. "Do you have any toys at home, Michele?" Michele was embarrased at the sight of Barbara's toy. When she felt the urge at home, she had learned to help herself with fingers or a pillow, but never with something so blatanty sexual. Michele blushed, and murmered,"no." Barbara walked back to the bed, carrying the instrument. She bent down beside the bed to plug the vibrator in the wall. She drank more champagne, then lay back on the pillows. She held the vibrator between her legs, prodding at. But I also agree with Lydia that Chrissie, like all smart willful teenagers, would certainly rebel if you tried to clamp down on her. So Lydia's plan is really the only answer at this point. Give her a real taste of what it's like to be a, as you put it, 'a real down and dirty whore' for six months or more. Then see how committed she is to being a whore, and if she still wants in to join us to be a whore, then I would be happy for her to join our enterprise. If her head is right, then she will. They had been needling him and joking about him ever since they’d discovered he had hooked up with Amy Benson. They teased him about the reddish blond color of her hair. They made jokes about the fact that she already was seven months pregnant by someone else before they went out on their first date. But what they really found to be a source of hilarity was his decision to ask her to marry him after the first month and that, following the birth of her blond haired, blue eyed little boy, he was.