"Ok, let's end this game and get Matt moved. I think everyone has shared all their fetishes except me right?" said Mindy. "No, I have mine to go yet. ...t's bondage, so now Mindy what is your last fetish and then we will get Matt moved in." "My final fetish is wax. I love to have hot wax poured on me." I said, "Interesting, all my stuff is in the car, I'll go get it," as I stood up to get dressed. Mindy and Sally followed in my footsteps and got dressed. It was sad to see them put their clothes. To do it hard and fast and get out of her bed so she can roll over and go to sleep and go out the next day and do it again. Not like a woman lying in bed with her husband of eleven years. But she needed this. An orgasm alone wasn’t going to fix this. “Are you okay?” She kept her eyes close, unable to discern anything of value from his sentence. She had never asked him for this before. She had never needed it before. “Am I attractive?” Her eyelids still obscured his face from view. Her husband. No excuse. She had needs.There was another knock, this time familiar. The door opened a moment later, a nude Far stepping into the room. Catty dropped her gaze momentarily to the two slender sex organs dropping down between his legs. She immediately sent her eyes back to his face, hoping he had not noticed. Far was bowing."Forgive me, Your Highness. The Poles have need of you."Shanna stepped into the room behind him, along with the young redhead who always seemed to be with her. Catty crossed. Tell it in the first person and from the point of view of your character.You must let at least one other writer to tell a tale before you go again. The beginning of your chapter should acknowledge the previous speaker and the end of it should leave open the opportunity for the next storyteller to begin.Do not contradict another's story. No matter how outlandish or outrageous it is only good manners to accept what you have heard as truth, even if you do have your doubts.One upping each other is.