"You're gay aren't you?"I nodded by way of responding and felt just as miserable as I'd always done when I watched her dressing for him, she always wo...re such pretty underwear and she was an exhibitionist too."So why haven't you made a move on me?" she asked as she stepped into a brief little thong after making sure that I'd seen all of her beautiful slit beneath the sparse covering of her pubic hair."Would you like me to?" Yuk no thanks" she grimaced, "I'd rather have a nice hard cock inside me. ’ I nodded. ‘Say it, Kitty.’ ‘I know I am safe with you Greta.’ ‘Of course you do. Relax now and let Greta look after you. This is what you want, no?’ ‘Yes, Greta, I want you to look after me.’ ‘And I will look after you.’ Her fingers ran through my hair and scratched the nape of my neck. I heard the whisper of silk as she shifted position and then she pulled me down once more to her lap where I found her legs open and I could feel the softness of her pubic hair under my chin. ‘Love my kitty,. Please! Shine a path for me! Fulfill in my heart the promise of redeeming grace, I beg of you!’ She heard the thump of a heavy footstep, then another. Looking up, she saw Eugenia’s silhouette at the top of the stairs, descending slowly with puffs of smoke enshrouding her head. Betty stumbled to her feet just in time to meet the girl face-to face, though she could barely see her in the shadows. ‘Now’s the fun part,’ Eugenia said sarcastically, patting Betty on the shoulder. She then looked at. Very often, one of them would whisper into her ear. She would laugh and either nod or shake her head. The same guy had his hand on the nape of her neck softly stroking up and down. The second man was leaning close, with his hand under the table. From my angle, he appeared to have his hand on my wife's knee; but his arm was not moving…I turned my attention to her girlfriends.I saw that the man dancing with Laura had her locked in a tight embrace, with his hands on her buttocks. As tightly as he.