Like Chris and Tammy, Riona was now almost completely naked ... almost but not quite. Riona still had on her panties ... a very skimpy micro thong tha... somehow passed as underwear. The girl then turned to her boyfriend and asked, “Would you like the privilege of taking my panties off, mister, then you can oggle my pussy lips instead of just my titties. It’s also the last time you will ever see me wearing any panties, or jeans, or bra, or top, or anything. From now on I am your Nudie. I began to hear rumors of Lori and some guy dancing "real close" or Lori and some guy holding hands or making out in a car. It bothered me, but I had not asked Lori to marry me — I had not put a ring on her finger — and I had really never asked "Lori, would you go steady with me." What we were was a couple who just kind of came together and for the most part stayed together. I had no real claim on Lori or her time, but that did not mean that it did not bother me. I could not stop Lori if that. I'd nearly choked on the beer I was drinking. Ross, he just turned his chair to get a better view. And fuck if Bonnie didn't open my pants right there in their den and start sucking my cock. And fuck if I didn't let her. I'd glanced at Ross a couple of times during that first one, a little nervous about his wife blowing me in front of him, but he seemed to enjoy it almost as much as I did. It became a fairly regular event, and eventually they told me about their habits and her sexual appetite.. Let her live. They eventually forgot about me completely and left me on the table. I stared up at the stars for the moon had forsaken me and allowed myself to numb out on the drugs I had taken. My body was numb with cold and my lips had turned blue. My eyes were made of glass and my spirit had been shattered as such. God no longer existed and I could feel myself fading away into nothingness as I allowed my heart to stop beating and accept the surplus of drugs in my veins to slip away into.