There is something I want to discuss with you that could be of great consequence to both you and Arthur. But I can’t in good conscience consider it ...seriously until I get to know you on my home turf.” She watched carefully as the perplexed Sioban processed what she could possibly be talking about then explained, “I threw out the aspect of the four of us acting as a group which you appeared to balk at. Above all I want you to know that I am not interested in doing anything WITH you or TO you. I was few month past my eighteens birthday. I was looking out of my window and saw our neighbor[/b] and my moms friend ( in her mid 40’s) seating in our back yard, I could tell she was very drunk. I walked up to her to see if she was okay, but I could not stop looking at her thong showing from under her skirt. I tried pulling the skirt down to cover it up, but could not resist of brushing the tip of my fingers against her pussy lips. They were slightly showing. I could feel my cock getting. The more he heard his own squealing little noises, the more he continued. And the more ridiculous he felt. The cries of a pubescent Barbie doll spluttered from his throat, the tone completely alien to him. He felt his penis stirring again. Seconds later, coming to a feeble, quivering, half-hearted insult of an erection."Oh, it's still trying!" Dana stroked Ryan's member with a long red nail.His hands were bound in pink mittens, irremovable because of the securely padlocked wrist bindings. He. I managed to get him to stump up for new clothes and told him to book a double room in a hotel about 20 minutes away to maintain our neutrality and security just in case.Andy said that the chap had already booked the room was keen and would be meeting us at eight pm on Saturday. That Saturday was a long time coming, but by six that evening we were dressed and fed, and perhaps a little nervously setting off on our adventure. I was dressed in a new set of sexy black matching undies and nylons.