? Karla could not remember if she had made it to study.? The weather was so nice that she thought sheshould walk to the coffee shop.? Alongthe way, s...he started to window shop.? Oneclothing store had a display in the window she could not resist; a cute summeroutfit was calling to her, a modest skirt and a bright colored straplesstop.? She couldn?t resist walking in andtrying it on.? This is where things got reallyfuzzy, Karla?s head started to throb. ?She had been in thechanging room, or was. I told myself I was being a slut, which I like to do sometimes when I play with my pussy. The words rang in my head: Dirty little slut. Filthy fucking whore—I’ve had a lot of comes, but nothing like this. It was, seriously, the nicest orgasm I could remember, probably because I needed it so badly. After everything that had happened, it felt like all the weight and the pressure I’d been carrying around was falling to pieces. My back arched away from the tub. My titties broke through the bubbles,. " OK. What?" Brenda. Last night. You heard her. She said she'd slept with two guys, from the group. Right?" Yeah. So? Yeah?... What?" Two guys. Think about it. Who were they?... Not me -- worse luck! Not Roald. Elbert Franklin claims he hasn't been with anybody. Avril? OK, maybe Avril, I guess, but... who's the other guy? Not fucking Max Coward! You know that if he'd scored, we'd have all heard about it!"I had Bridgett's interest, now. She thought about it. "I know it wasn't Ingmar," Bridgett. ‘What the hell,’ I thought. Here they all were. A dark-skinned beauty tied down with Karen’s pantyhose, and another light-skinned beauty priming her pump with a vibrator, and they had to wait for us? They’re bigger idiots than I thought. Karen didn’t see the humor of the situation. Instead, she concentrated on what was holding Cecilia down, ‘Those are my good pantyhose!’ ‘Oh, for crying out loud, Karen,’ Jackie said, rolling her eyes, ‘I’ll buy you a new pair.’ ‘Four! That’s four new pair…’.