?On your knees, slut! Assume the position. Ipresume you can at least remember thatmuch.? Gwen scrambled to get down off thebed and onto the floor. Dis...ntangling herself from the sheet was a challengewith her hands and ankles bound, but she moved as fast as she was able. Hercheek still stung as she frantically tried to get down on her knees, head onthe floor at his feet and ass in the air. If there was anything Gwen didremember it was her former boyfriend?s fondness for punishment. The last. She asked if girls should be “slutty” in bed, or should they be “the girl next door” type? What turned men on more she would ask. Did I fantasize about being tied-up? Did I ever do it with two girls at once? Did I like lingerie? Did I like her boobs? Were they too small? What did I think of her ass? Was it too big/small?? Did guys like fucking better or BJ’s? Would I like her to shave her pussy? Stephanie had endless questions. It turns out that not only was Stephanie beautiful and bright, but. But she's been out of circulation most of the time for my entire life with her!" You think her marriage soured her on the male sex that much?" No. No, I don't. Their break-up wasn't like that. They had their differences, and they were substantial, but I don't think it was ever a sex-related thing. She certainly never gave off any I-hate-men vibes around me! I don't get it, really. I've pushed her a little from time to time, but she's seldom shown much interest in getting back into circulation.". Amid the dancers, Carmen watched as several women surrounded her. As they danced, the women got more and more affectionate with Lindsey. One woman pulled down the front of her dress, giving Lindsey a full view of her boobs. Lindsey smiled and grabbed the left one, causing the woman to moan happily.Disgusted, Carmen broke away from the brunette that she had been about to close the deal with and made her way over to Lindsey. “Come on,” she said, grabbing Lindsey’s hand. “How about we take a.