She brought her lips to my lips and kissed me. She moved her mouth close to my right ear. "I'm all yours for twenty-four hours," she whispered then ga...ve my left earlobe a light nibble. "All mind for twenty-four hours?" I said not sure I understood her correctly. Or at least I wanted to make sure what I thought she meant was exactly what she meant. "I'm all yours, meaning," she said then paused while she moved up to my right ear. "I'm your slut for the next twenty-four hours," she whispered in. You know." Jess is nodding along. She hasn't taken her eyes off me once. "So I'm in my room and I remember my ex left some of her things here. I don't really know what came over me but I opened her drawer and there were these pantyhose that looked just like the ones this woman was wearing." I'm wringing my hands together, unable to keep still. "So, I took the pantyhose and... used them to... pleasure myself."I tried to read Jess' face. Her eyes were as serious as I've ever seen them, but a. Eliza dreaded the day she was going to have to have the ‘talk’ with her. She and Bethany were going to have to sit down and get their stories straight before having to repeat it four different times. Sunday’s menu always threw out the healthy diet followed the rest of the time and in a few weeks, it would be Christmas and everything that went with it… She already had planned the menu, this year a much healthier but still traditional dinner. What Santa was going to bring, though, was still open. How would she take this revelation? It was bad enough that I had confessed all my other deep depravities and deep-seated uncertainties. Would this be the last straw?She was silent. Time agonizingly ticked by. I thought, Now I have really done it!I realized that when she finally answered, it was because she was seriously thinking through how best to respond. Not that she hated me or was thinking less of me, but sincerely considering my statement.She said, “Sweetheart, I’m not even sure if I’d.