Inside was what looked like a Ann Summers waiters outfit white cuffs, black elasticated dicky bow and a pair of black nylon mesh boxers with a pouch f...or the crown jewels to tightly fit into. On it was printed “Tug for service” a pair of white ankle cuffs and black sheer socks that looked like shoes. There was also a bottle of lube and a 24 pack of condoms. I felt myself go slightly red as I saw them and left them in the bag. Why I should I don't know, maybe it was the first open admission that. Margit and I stood in front of her. “Hey Marg, why don’t you start” “Okay why not” she replied. She started to unbutton Kim’s blouse and slip it off. There they were those lovely tits we had admired for ages and no bra, her nipples stood out like obedient little soldiers.“Hmmm You look like you need some fun looking at those lovely nipples” Margit said. Then leaned forward and started to suck her left tit gently, I watched for a minute but could not resist so I started to suck the other one,. She stepped as close as she could to them and put one foot on the cushions straddling them both. They looked up directly into her cunt as she held it open and showed them the inner lips and her clitoris and the wet opening. She had each put a finger into her and showed them how to stroke her clitoris, encouraging them to fuck her. When each had taken turns fingering her she put her own fingers into the open cunt and gathering her own juices brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked them. She was probably just jealous.“I’m just going out with my friends!”“With who? Brittany?”“No...”“Don’t lie to me, young lady.”I actually wasn’t lying. For some reason, the idea of hanging out with Brittany just seemed so... boring. She’d probably want to sit around and talk about politics or her lame boss or whatever.No, I was going to the mall.Whether Mom wanted me to or not.Instead of replying to her stupid accusation, I walked past her and picked up the keys.“Tiffany! Tiffany, put those keys.