“Do you…like…um…need to…wear them?”I winced again. The seconds seem to take eons to tick by. “I, uh…oh, not really. I, oh…no, it�...��s not like that,” I replied as I was obviously sweating like crazy.He quickly tried to cover his tracks, “Oh, um, I’m sorry, I really shouldn’t have been looking there, it’s my fault-”“No, no, it’s okay…” The awkwardness seemed to cloud the room like a thick fog.“Are you, uh…are you wearing them now?” He asked.Wait a sec, what? All of a sudden panic and shock. No time for tears, its time for retribution." Igave her a little smile as I sat up. Bev went to the telephone andcalled David saying that Bev and I wanted to see him at the bar intwo hours. David would be a fun part of our dinner plans.We cleaned ourselves up from our latest love session and put onshorts and tees for the bar. Nothing too sexy but how could we hideour beautiful bodies? Anything looked great on both of us. We hoppedinto Bev's car and off to the bar we went. David was already. Rachel gave a little gasp and her pussy fluttered in the blonde girl's open palm."Yeah--you're hot, all right," Marylou said.It wasn't right to let another girl feel her pussy, Rachel felt. Still, it wasn't as naughty as sucking off a doggy--and it felt good, too.Marylou's hand moved just a little, soothing, caressing."Want me to frig you off?" she whispered.She kissed Rachel again and her fingers tugged lightly on the dark girl's throbbing clit."If--if you want to," Rachel said in a soft. " What else?" Oh ... he says he wants to be with me when I'm out at these functions. I don't know why, exactly. He says he wants to be treated like an equal. He used to hate my parties. I don't know what to think. I'll do it, of course. I just don't know what he expects." And?" I'm happy to have him be more ... forceful. I want him to be my partner in everything. I'll tell him I welcome his becoming more ... assertive with me." Anything else?" I don't know what to tell him about his comment.