‘How about ‘Bunny’?’ I said. Tonya scowled at me, then looked at her bare toes. She obviously didn’t appreciate the sideways reference to he...r growing bunny ears or hyper-fertility. Chrissie looked at me and shook her head. ‘Cute. Well, good thing your lips are so sensitive. They’ll be perfect for the five-dollar blowjobs you’ll be giving. Meoooowwww!’ ‘You wish,’ I said, smirking at her helpless meow. ‘They’ll be too busy laughing at your pink perm and…and meowing to…to…ohhhhh…ohhhhhhhhh…!’ I. She held the hand still wet with my juices up to her nose and sniffed it a contented smile playing over her lips as she then proceeded to rub it into herself, using it as lubrication for the part of her body which I know now to be called the clit. She rubbed this in a circular motion never once taking her eyes off me, after a minute or two she let her free hand wander down to the dresser beneath her, opening a drawer she groped around without taking her eyes off me she pulled out a long blue. "Come on Cal! This place is gonna be a perfect hangout," shouted Sandy, as she ran down the cracked sidewalk ahead of me."Alright, alright! I'm coming!"It wasn't too long before we eyed the modestly-sized store, now blocked up by wooden planks on each window. A large sticker hung in the front door proclaiming "OUT OF BUSINESS". Once we got up to it, I texted Blake again to see where he was."Guys, I'm up here!" Blake shouted from somewhere. Both Sandy and I looked around to see where the voice. ...you're not... gay.... are you?...we'resupposed to be getting married...oh, God......you've been planning this allalong with Holly and Jane...haven't you?" That's rich!" I snorted, and just for a moment the dying embers of ourrecent argument looked like they might be rekindled, but a quick glanceat the helpless figure still bound to my chair by his wrists, wearing mymake up and dressed in my sheer black hold-ups, his flaccid cock andballs hanging out over the top of my baby pink silk panties.