I. Can. Do. This! Bobby pushes me away. His sausage fingers don't grab my breasts. They go up my skirt. Fuck! They find my panties and then he...rips them off. Fuck! That hurt! I’m going to have a welt where they pulled against my thigh. Soon his sausage fingers are in my slit, pushing my clit, clumsily searching, finding it, my opening. After a little more fumbling, Bobby’s sausage finger is in. God the pain! Although I am sort of wet, his fingers are thick. He pumps me so hard. " Sounds good to me." Is there anywhere else you can think of you want to go too?" Joey asked innocently enough."Well..." I said as the key in my pocket poked me when I stirred uncomfortably. "What about taking me to see that apartment you two got me before we go dancing?" I'm with that," Joey said, trying to constrain some of his enthusiasm. "I was beginning to think you forgot about it and left the key at home." You kidding? I haven't stopped thinking about that damn key since I got it," I. " Sounds good!"Our techs arrived then, and I asked to have a gel manicure and pedicure.My nail tech showed me a huge array of color options, and I picked arich, glossy burgundy shade. I showed Taylor and got a thumbs up inreturn. I saw that she had settled on a subtle mauve color; I'd have toremember that one - it was super cute.They did our pedicures first, massaging our feet, trimming and shapingour toenails, and then putting on a base coat and two coats of polish,followed by a glossy. This put her directly between me and the towels. She stood with her back to me and picked up her bath towel. As she spun round she said, "perhaps you wouldn't mind drying me!"I was soo embarassed yet excited too. I took the towel she held for me and mum turned so I dried her back and shoulders. I lowered the towel to her butt and rubbed it dry, my hard-on throbbing. I bent to dry the back of her legs and as I straightened up again she turned to face me.As I ran the towel over her knees and up.