‘It was and I apologize again for taking you and Basil there. My mind was so cluttered with an odd infatuation for the girl, I couldn’t see that h...er talent was a fleeting dash of arousal manifested by a flash of bare skin under the darkened light of that seedy den. I don’t blame the two of you for leaving so abruptly. It brought me to my senses. I held nothing but disdain for her and I told her so backstage after the show.’ ‘Her name was Sybil Vane, as I recall. She committed suicide shortly. I looked up momentarily, scanning side to side. I leaned back on the couch. There was a wall behind me so no one around me could see my phone. I looked closer at the photo. Both girls had 'kissy' faces. I scanned the photo for a moment longer before typing my reply.'I like the way that looks on you two :P'Almost instantly I recieved another photo. It was a close up of both their pussies side-by-side. A message read;'Whos is whos? ;)'I looked closely at the photo and due to the fact I knew my. "Kathy was astounded. Why was this striking woman with those beautiful chocolate breasts speaking to her as if she was a child, going on and on about being relaxed and calm? Amazingly, though, it was working; she 'was' starting to unwind as the sexy woman continued to speak. Amaka had such a soft yet commanding voice and Kathy couldn't take her eyes off of those luscious breasts and the pendant that was flashing ... flashing in her eyes. In fact, it was getting hard to remember just why she had. The next step surprised her and even me on how bold I was getting! I unhooked her bra without asking and just said well I don’t want it to get dirty by now I knew she was in my full control and after another 10 minutes if asked her to turn around. She followed my every instruction as is she was in a trance. I smoothly took of her bra completely as if it was not a big deal and started massaging her tits. I could hear her subdued and hushed moans of ahhhhh and I decided to go in for the kill.