"Would you like to start out with a massage?" Mmmmmm, that sounds good…maybe you can put me in the mood," she joked, knowing full well I was firing... on all cylinders. Her own state of arousal was more subtle and measured, but I knew she was already simmering just below the surface. As we nursed our drinks, I playfully ran my fingers up and down her arm and through her silky hair that smelled slightly musky but clean. Katy put her hand on my knee and squeezed it gently. Our eyes met, and we. I knew he was thinking and I let him. Finally, he lifted his hand from my shoulder and raised his arms in mock surrender, a strange smile on his face. One-third admission, one-third honesty and one-third pride.“You got me, old friend. But I promised to be honest with you. So, yeah. If Sue wanted me seven days a week, of course I’d bite her hand off. And, Pete, I’d be more sad about it than you can imagine, because I know it would kill our friendship. But I’d still do it. Because my mum was. "Mmmm nice, " she said as she felt my lengthening penis under my slacks.Again, I felt the overpowering urge to run. Instead, I closed my eyes and trembled as her expert fingers worked on my covered penis until it was a throbbing tent in my pants. As much as I didn't want this to happen, I was incapable of stopping it. When I heard my zipper being pulled down, my eyes flew open and I looked at the kneeling woman. However, Abigail wasn't looking at me. She was busy fishing her hand inside my. And be sure to keep your hands on top of your head, too”Tracy gave her a blank stare, then went into a corner of the room. The three girls laughed and then all sat down to have some cold drinks to unwind. They began to discuss what was going to happen today, tonight, and Saturday daytime. However, they never mentioned Saturday night.Sue told them of the initiations that some of the girls had to go through to get into the sorority, and some were quite comical. The other two high school girls.