I kissed Lisa who instantly wrapped herself around me, "Don't go away, I don't want to get up yet, can't we cuddle a little while longer?"When I said,... "It's already after eight." Lisa sat up in bed to look at the alarm. She frowned at me, and said "You liar, it's only a little after five." Recognition came over her and she said, "It is after eight at home. We really did sleep late. We went to bed around midnight our time so we've had enough sleep. Now that you've got me awake, I'm hungry. Let's. You feel strange wearing no underwear, but it was what you were ordered to do. The thought of a strange man telling who to dress was making you intrigued. What else would he make you do???..You arrive at the location. It is a small bar in town, having never done this before you are a little scared to enter alone. You feel excited by what might happen and its outcome. You park the car and enter. Looking around you see no one you recognize, which comes as a relief. You look for the man in the. Some pain came back, but it was gone quick, as Lea returned focus on my clit. It wasn’t long before a fourth finger entered my butthole. I gasped as my back arched and I tried to pull away. Lea used her other hand that had a few fingers anchored in my pussy to pull me back in closer to her. She worked her magic on my clit, fingering my pussy, and soon I was sent back into bliss. The bliss didn’t last long. My ass was being stretched again. She was on a mission to squeeze her thumb up my butt. Ready?”He was certainly building this up but I did seem to be calming down a little.“It means ‘half Danish.”Was something beginning to work its way into my brain, something totally unexpected and beyond the reach of even my often-vivid imagination.“Half Danish,” he repeated. “The full name on that small stone I told about is Angela Anderson. She was Duane’s older sister.” Now his smile was huge and my eyes had widened with the realization that was pushing its way into my suddenly opening brain.