Completely nude and not caring.Diana’s phone rang. She pulled it out of her purse. “It’s Lana, you might want to record this if you can.” She ...answered and put it on speaker phone mode.“Diana, where the fuck are you?”“Where am I? Where are you? When are you planning to let me out of this thing?”“I can’t. I sent my brother the key. He should have called you by now, and you should talked him into coming to unlock you. Then we would call the cops when he got here.”“The key? As if you only had the. They certainly had a few.“Well,” Reba immediately volunteered, “I think the stupidest incident was with our 8th grade science teacher. She was a crazy social justice loon, complete with mostly green dyed hair, that refused to believe that there were only two biological sexes. She kept pushing us to ‘self-identify’, whatever the fuck that meant ... and no, we couldn’t choose to be just plain heterosexual females either. She just kept pushing until I told her that I sexually identified as an. She hadn't put her thong panties on yet, so she figured she'd just give herself a quickie and god hopefully be able to focus enough to continue with tonight. She put her foot up onto the dresser in front of the mirror. Pulled her dress all the way up, and parted her pussy lips from underneath her thigh. She began to make circles around her clit, moving her fingers over her hole. wow was she wet. She pushed just the very tips of her fingers in and then pulled them out again. Licking and sucking. ’ Jasmine’s eyes were focused on her lap as she said this, almost scared to look at George. ‘Jasmine, I have to confess something. I was dreaming of another woman when it happened.’ The look on Jasmine’s face said it all, her mouth dropped open and her eyes grew huge. ‘You, you fucked me like that and pretended I was someone else?’ Her face turned red and her anger released itself in a torrent of furious words. ‘You asshole. I didn’t care if you got off pretending I was someone else, but to.