Her skirt had she put on went almost to her knees but had a slit up one side to mid thigh. I made the comment she maybe the getting picked up looking ...that good and not Sue. She then shocked me by saying "And what if I do, would you care?" What the hell bought that on. I told her I wasn't happy with the way she was dressed and she grabbed her bag and said only "Don't wait up." as she walked out the door.I laid on the bed with my head spinning trying to think what I had done to piss her off like. "I'll teach you how to have intercourse," she said."Teach me?" My chest was frozen with a longing I'd never known and little understood, and all the fear just washed over me. I'd heard low-class Colored men say "motherfucker," and I had some idea that it was supposed to be a really bad thing -- like the worst thing that a guy could do. But I was excited, and I pretty much gave myself over to her. She seemed so poised and certain of what she was doing; I was used to trusting her.I didn't know. She bushes up into him again pushing her butt up against his package and his already throbbing member pokes her back, as if saying “hike on me!”Just the thought of riding his cock gets her juices flowing and she lets out a slight moan and bites her lip. With out saying anything both of them know what must happen. As they pull apart holding hands they start to walk at a quickened pace, looking left and right for somewhere they can throw the blanket down and connect. About five minutes later Jane. She brings them to you. And the two of you tie me up on the bed. She asks you if you aren't going to undress me... and she hands you a pair of scissors. You tell her to first undress herself and then cut my clothes away. She does a rocking striptease... slowly peeling every bit off her. Then she cuts my shirt down the middle and at the sides and throws it aside. Next she unzips my jeans. You interrupt her and tell her to cut it off. She cuts it off... in small pieces. I panic... I don't have.