Her deep color softened into its natural sapphire tint, much to his relief. The last thing he wanted was anyone agitated enough by him to notice his u...nease. Especially a professional like the shuttle attendant here, who had every authority to alert the pilot crew and dock at the nearest spaceport.He didn't want anyone to ask questions."Bad dream?" she said conversationally.And of course she asks a question, he observed. "Y-yeah. Let's say that." Anything I can do to help?"He eyed her again. Her. "You should always wear something sexy for us boys." Fuck you," I spat."Knife," he held out a hand.One of his friends handed over a wicked looking knife. I couldn't help but flinch as he pressed the naked blade up against my skin. It must have been very sharp for my bra fell into two pieces."Now well you look at those beauties," he said, his eyes only for my breasts. "I'll bet they've seen some action."His three buddies thought that very funny for they all laughed. He grabbed me now causing a. We were no longer ‘playing house,’ we were living together as a threesome.Jill asked, “And I assume the physical side of your relationship persisted?”I laughed, “Oh, that is an understatement. It thrived. We discovered that we each have exceptionally active libidos and consequently we held little back in our affections and play.”Jill smiled and nodded. She asked, “Point of reference, was your relationship a vee or triangle?”“Vee?”“Errr, did the teens interact with each other?”“Oh! Yes, they. It's just the coolest S&M dungeon in the state," Julie cheered."I don't know, girls," said Kathy tentatively. "I've thinking about being a sexratary instead." A sexratary, yuck," Mia made a face. "Isn't that what nerds do? You know, like convent girls who get their cherries popped and can't be nuns." I know it's not as glamorous as being a dungeon slave or a street walker, but the clothes are cool and you get to work in an office and really get to know the guys you do every day," Kathy.