Please show up, I really like your playing and you could help us a lot."Maybe it would be a good idea to introduce the characters here.My name is Mark..., Mark Wilson. I am 22 years old at this point in history. I had just finished a tour in the Army after high school and was trying to get my life reorganized. Through a strange set of circumstances I served just two years without being drafted, and even though I was a medic, I did not go to Vietnam. I spent 18 months in Germany. I was 6'1" and. Maybe being fat and short I appear Goddess-Like to her but I dunno. She is weird. But then again, so am I. I had wandered over to the mirror to check myself out and I was in a sort of dreamy mood looking at my reflection and thinking how I'd want to fuck myself if I wasn't me and thinking that I really did look kind of hot when she came up beside me and suddenly I was confronted with naked Gracie standing right beside me.I felt embarrassed and sad for her because even though I'm no beauty I do. The frustration started to mount. The jacket had been fun at first, then it grew comfortable, but now, suddenly it was too much, I felt trapped, lost, and alone. I wanted it off, I started to thrash and kick, trying to squirm out of it. I flopped helplessly on the couch, the touching sensations had stopped. I was getting angry now, desperate and furious. How could they do this to me? It wasn't funny anymore.I tried to protest and get the tape off my mouth. Nothing worked. Nothing helped.I. There was a lot of tongue action involved.Elena: Honestly, not that bad. But you need to twirl a little less with your tongue. Just take it slow.Jen: Like this?Jen was slowly using her tongue and they both were licking each other’s tongue.Elena: That’s good. You’re a quick learner. (I wonder how she would react if I did this)Elena stopped kissing and touched Jen’s boobs with her hands.Elena: Wow! They are so soft.Jen: Elena! You’re drunk!Elena: Can you show them to me?Jen: (I’ll show her my.