I was so very angry that it frightened me. Maybe angry is too soft a word for what I was feeling. It was rage. Bec was gone and there was only rage. I... was like there was some other girl sitting in the hallway. She was filled with so much rage that her body shook with the strain of holding it all within the confines of her skin. Maybe I should give that girl a name because it wasn’t me. I think I’ll call her B. She was sitting in a little ball with her knees pulled in tightly to her chest and. I'm glad you like it," I said. "So were dowe go from here?" I'm not sure," he said, "I'm a bit hungry." "I am too," I said. "Why don't you go into the living room and watch T.V.while I make dinner, OK?" I asked taking Tom's hand and leading him intothe living room. I turned on the T.V. and a repeat episode of M.A.S.H wason. It was the one that has Klinger in a light blue dress with a fullpetticoat on while he was changing light blubs.That's nice I thought, perfect timing. I made dinner, set. Christina’s nipple was sucked half way up the tube. When it was secure, Vicky released the cylinder from the pump and started the process on her other nipple. “Oh……..that tingles so good.” Vicky didn’t like gags. She liked to talk about what was happening to her and she liked hearing her submissive talk to her. Vicky got close to Christina’s ear telling if she was going to talk, talk dirty. The second cylinder was attached. Christina’s nipples were standing up high in the tubes. Christina. I pulled up my tracky bottoms and we move the driver’s side back door of the car.“How about you take your dress off?” I asked before we climbed in, “I would love to see you naked!” “Why not!” Caz replied, ever the exhibitionist. As she stood there by the door facing me, she began to undo all the buttons down the front of her dress until there were all unfastened and I had a full frontal of her gorgeous tits and hairy pussy.“Here, let me help you out of that,” I offered, taking hold of her left.