The only thing I could do was call Mickey and tell her, no - ask her - to please come home and then sit down and talk things out with her. I wasn't ha...ppy with what she'd done, especially the triple penetrations and the gangbang, but I wasn't without fault. God only knew where we would go from there, but it had to start with a phone call. I reached for the phone and punched in Mickey's number. It rang nine times before she picked up. "Hello?? "Hello Mickey.? A pause and then "I wasn't sure that. ”“Yeah? What’s that?” He had the typical teenager’s disdain for questions.“First, let me borrow your towel for a second, would you? I forgot to bring one and I’ve got oil all over my hands.”He blushed beet red and handed over the towel, surrendering the refuge of his modesty, and, as she took it from him, Carmen batted her eyes disarmingly and asked innocently, “In the video? You remember?“Yeah.”“What was the k** doing in the end when Stacey walked in on him?”“I don’t know.”“I think you do.”“I. He was a relativelywell-rounded individual these days at the age of 19, but back then...Brian winced just thinking about those awkward preteen days.Anyways, after much begging and pleading, he got Alex to agree to do theact, but... he was bad. Alex barely knew what a girl was outside of acoodie factory, let alone how to act like one. Brian had been reading upon stage hypnotism and the power of belief. He told Alex he wouldhypnotize him to relax him and help him get into character.And he had. He. "I felt her slide my trousers and underpants down my legs while I fumbledwith the unfamiliar clips, all the while breathing in a musky aroma whichI realised was coming from between her thighs.She pulled off my shoes, socks, trousers and underpants in one swiftmovement while she stepped out of the dress. She moved me around so thatI was standing in the middle of the pile her dress made and then sheasked me to lift each foot in turn. She then gently slid her stockings upmy legs, the gentle.