" I began. My train of thought was interrupted by my consciencescreaming in my head - Damn it Beth, don't be a slut! - and whilenormally I listened t...o it, on this night I didn't want to hear any ofit.I need to move out of my comfort zone. Last time I did that, I becameBethany... so what am I so afraid of?"Yeah, let's go," I said, my voice full of conviction. "But I need tofind my brother first, okay?" Dan shrugged, as if to say okay, so I ledhim back to the dance floor where Will was busy. " She continued talking to Hannah, but looked straight into my eyes and smirked after each penetration. When she was finished, Hannah ordered me to thank "Mistress Amy"."Thank you, Mistress Amy." I'm sure I was blushing a deep red when Amy giggled and told me to enjoy my new life. I left the parlor with studs in both ears and horizontal bars in both nipples. Of course, there were bandages taped over my nipples to protect my shirt, so I was glad my chest was already shaved. Hannah complimented. It took all my strength not to strip her naked and fuck her then, but I knew I had to wait. She looked at me with trust, and I didn't want to lose that. She begain crying again. I got up to get a blanket and told her to sleep up in my room and I'd take the couch. She looked at me suspiciously, and saw no trace of lust or sexual innuendo and smiled and went upstairs. I got on the couch and jacked off to the biggest cum I'd had in years. My plans were working better than I'd hoped.About six. She shuddered lightly, so sexy. Our movements stayed slow, my strokes between her silken thighs longer. To me, it felt like we were fucking, slow, sensual fucking, my arousal building. I kissed her neck again, then her shoulder. She murmured something, her hips now moving, rubbing her pussy along my shaft, hand pressing me harder against her.I loved fondling her delicate breast. It was firm, resilient, yet yielding sensually, so perfectly shaped, just small. We moved together in perfect.