"Wait Amy. Would any of you boys like to remove her panties yourself?"All four boys nodded."Joey, would you like to pull Amy's panties down for us all... to see?"Joey blushed, but nodded. Stacy gestured for him to go ahead, and watched as the boy eagerly approached Amy and reached for her panties. He held them at her hips and began pulling them down her legs. Everyone, except for Amy, gasped as her shaved pussy came into view."Oh. What a nice beautiful pussy she has. Would you like to kiss it. .." I shrugged. "She kept insulting me, and then she spit in my mouth and just ... let me go." Swan wasn't trying to scare you," she decided, holding my chin and examining my bruised cheek. She used her thumb to wipe at the foundation and concealing cream I'd used to hide the faint bruising."She wasn't?" No." Laura smiled thinly. "Megan put her up to it. She was trying to scare me." Oh." I didn't even pretend to understand all the little games that the Mistresses played with each other."That's. I asked her Amy when you want to go ride let me know as I usually go by myself but she has to promise that she wont go faster than me. She laughed and said how about we go tomorrow, Saturday. Ok, I go early around 6am and I ride for at least 30 miles, about 2 hours, can you handle it. She said I'll try but never been that far before and hasn't ridden her bike in 6 months. I assured her she could do it. You're young and in great shape I promise you'll be ok. I told her their is a bike path 20. He fancied that one day he would play piano concertos — perhaps even be part of the New York Philharmonic orchestra. He had begun to compose his own musical scores, too, although no-one had yet heard a single note he had written, these were mostly archived in his mind with the exception of a handful of tunes that he had committed to music sheets, kept well hidden from prying eyes. He carried himself with a certain aloofness which some mistook for snobbery. In truth, he had fashioned and.