”“Should the three of us talk about that together?” I asked.“Probably. What about after the party on Saturday?”“Yeah. We can do that. I’...m heading back to Chicago on Sunday morning, so we’ll make Saturday night special!” I grinned.“Yes,” she smiled. “Now, about Jennifer.”“What about her?”“Your comment earlier about emotionally abusing girls. You HAD to be thinking about Jennifer, and maybe Bethany.”“Yes, and Melanie as well. I was a real jerk before I met you, Kara.”“You’ve been a real jerk. The boys need to be to asleep early and Rhonda does not want push them into staying up all night so she heads for bed frustrated and in need of her new black dildo.Feeling strongly alone Rhonda takes her new plastic lover to her bedroom window and puts one foot up on the window sill, opening herself up for the world to see. Standing there in a sheer night shirt, her new lover finds her opening and starts to stroke her slowly. Wobbly from lust she turns to find a camera sitting on a tripod with. I did notice however that the hem of her skirt was rolled over, “Why do you shorten your skirt like that Mia?” I asked her as she sipped on her juice, “Oh sir, me and my friends try to see who can get the shortest skirt without getting caught sir” she said with a giggle and then smiled, “Would you like me to show you sir? I don’t mind showing you sir” she said as she stood up, I looked at her standing there, “Maybe unbutton your shirt first Mia so I can see better” I suggested, “Oh OK sir,. " My heart starts to race. I am lifted from the bed and carried out to the living room. I am placed on the floor. I feel I am set against Amber. We are back to back. My hands are now touching hers. She grabs my hands. We hold each other's hands. I feel a rope being tied around out bodies to keep us together.I feel Pete moving around the room. I hear a plate being placed next to me. I can feel the heat from the food. "I am going to have to feet you seeing you are a little tied up." Pete says.