"What's it?" Dale asked."Betsy is doing something with her folks upstate. She'll try and bethere, but she said she wasn't sure, so we better count her... out. So,that's it. Arrgh!"I looked at her. She really wanted this. I looked at the others, andthey were looking back at me."Janet?" Yeah?" she grumped."if you really wanna do this..." Yeah?" I'll be your third girl..."We decided to transfer all of the songs we had taped onto CDs. Or atleast the ones when one of us had the forethought to record. A shiver runs through me as you deepen the kiss. I feel your hands massaging my breasts. Your fingers tease my erect nipples through my bra. Tender little touches, driving me crazy. Sending thoughts beyond friendship into my brain. A slight tug at my bra brings my focus back to your hands. Easily I help you remove the offending pieces of clothing. Baring intricately tattooed breasts with pierced nipples to your sight. A low groan comes from your lips as you try to gather them in your hands,. This is what caused my emotional breakdown that allowed me to spend many hours trapped in a secluded room with a therapist. What a laugh therapists are. They claimed that they are here to help you, but they aren't. All they care about is receiving a payment at the end of each session. None of them ever helped me out. If only they had known what I planned to do.If only they had listened to my whines and cries for attention it might have been stopped, but it wasn't. I was stuck for many hours. " We know you're with Kate and she's your slave, we call you Master but it doesn't mean anything the chips making us do that. The chips though, it's clawing at every thought and all I can think about is you using me Master. I need you to use me." Said Tracy.She blushed. "If it weren't for this chip I wouldn't even consider it, you're scrawny and pale as hell Master. Even before this damn thing I was bisexual but I liked girls more, I was going to marry Beth!" She said."But with this stupid chip.