' I put on Dockers, a dress shirt, and dress shoes. I wasn't going to wear a tie like for church. Forget that.I walked the block over to Pamela's hous...e and knocked. The music went off and the noise died. Pamela peeked out from the door, opened it just an inch, then threw it open, yelling back to someone, "It's just Mike." Just Mike, great. The music started playing again. I looked around. The girls all looked good, in dresses, their hair up. Nine girls and they all looked sexy. Wow!Pamela. In her semi comatose state she almost didn't realize what was happening, but then it dawned on her that it must have been a ring.It was so dark she couldn't see, but she felt the ring with her fingers of her right hand."Bret, what have you done?"He lay with his head on the pillow next to hers. "I'm just showing the world that you belong to me." Oh ... Bret."He tried to hug her, but it was her turn to sit up. She crawled over him to reach the bedside lamp. It was his turn to protest as the. Allisonmarveled at the implications. She placed a hand on her chest incontemplation, feeling her breasts sway as she turned away. Her fingersrested against the blue opal pendant.Something clicked. The pendant. Allison struggled to remember the poemfrom the jewelry box.What once was theirs is yours to keep.Your heart's desire, each touch can reap.Had the necklace somehow facilitated this shift? She thought back to themoment she had placed her hands on Jennifer's swollen breast. Thenecklace. He grabbed her tits and held them still so that he could suck them. Probably, one of the guys most frustrated by her strip tease. She gave his cock a hard ride as he abused her tits. They were each getting their licks and after a few minutes they both came. He thrust into her hard and held still as she shoved his head between her tits and smothered him. That was two loads and I was beginning to think it was going to be like Russian roulette. Who would be the father of her baby? Again Cindy slid.