”“Okay, Cara, here’s how we can do that. Let’s meet in my car. We can talk and see where our fantasies lead us.”I was so scared…and so aro...used. I couldn’t think straight. But I knew I had to do this. I couldn’t just go on with my fantasies, so I said, “Okay, Keith, if that’s what you want, I’ll do it.”“Good…Here’s a plan: You wear only a raincoat and heels. In a half-hour, meet me at the 7-Eleven at the corner of 17th Street and Grove. I’ll be parked in a quiet corner. We can talk, you can take. When they reached the black door, the watching nurses laughed as he was made to sniff and lick the assholes of the two who led him. The one holding the leash pulled it tight after having her asshole licked for the second time that day, while the second bent down and held his balls with one hand, and stroked his stiff cock with the other; she wanted him to fully enjoy the announcement she knew her friend would deliver. The buxom and spiteful nurse pulled the leash to strangulation point and her. “Beth,” I inquired of my startled sister, “what wereyou watching?”She looked down sheepishly and simply replied,“Nothing. I was just watching some VH1.”“Whatever,” I told her. I could tell that she was lyingto me, but I decided to let it go. How was I supposedto know that she had been watching one of my pornos?“Well, your account is all ready and you can play it ifyou want.”I guess she had something else in mind though, becauseshe was. Its light blue, ties in back around my neck, backless(so I have to go braless), and hits about upper mid thigh on the leg. The ceiling fan keeps blowing the flimsy skirt, though, exposing a lot more including my tiny blue lace thong. You smile when that happens, and reach out a hand to put it on my leg, but I intercept it. Its now my turn to appraise you, and I grin at the sight. Just looking at you in your shorts and t-shirt makes me wet. I guide your hand to my tan back, and let you pull me.