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Hi,
 
I am attaching a new chapter to my story, A Journey of a Real Woman.
 
Kacey1999


      
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A JOURNEY OF A REAL WOMAN By Kacey1999 Email kcdouglas1999@yahoo.com Please
email me your comments and suggestion, as I appreciate readers who take the
time to give feedback.  I am telling Betsy's story, as she gets set to turn
40, and she thinks back to what has happened in her life.

   Betsy is probably the most appealing woman I know, and strangely, I am
not sure if she is not the wittiest, smartest woman...  or the craziest.

   Chapter 10

   The summer rolled along with Betsy fixing her new house.  There wasn't
too much wrong, but she meticulously remodeled and redecorated things until
all the rooms were the way she wanted them.  The house had a nice backyard,
which gave her the chance to plant beautiful flowers, and she felt like a
real homebody for once in her life.  It was a wonderful feeling and soon
she developed a longing for deeper roots.

   Nothing out of the ordinary happened until winter was almost over.  That
was when GE's head office in Houston transferred a young intern to New
Orleans.  The woman was hired, as GE's assistant, and she would help her
plan strategy and advise top management on the future course of the
company. GE planned for Jennifer to spend six weeks in each of the
different disciplines of the corporate structure, and she would begin in
New Orleans learning all about past and proposed marketing.

   Jenn was 5'4" and she was very slim, weighing not much more than 100
pounds.  She was cute in a girlish manner and her body also resembled that
of a young teenager, as she was not blessed with big boobs.  Jenn had
short, blond hair and she carried herself in a prim and proper fashion. 
She was smart and absorbed information so fast it surprised people.

   Betsy found Jennifer to be very intelligent.  What amazed her most about
the young, 22 year old was the way she handled inquiries from people.  Jenn
would listen; then she would think about what was asked before responding
with a question that would stop a person in their tracks.  She had the
ability to analyze a subject in a calculated way and quickly come up with a
solution.  Betsy could still remember one of Jenn's most common responses.
'Did you ever think of it this way?'

   The timing couldn't have been better for meeting someone.  GE brought
her new assistant to meet Betsy and they immediately became good friends.
Betsy thought back to it and assumed she had a lot in common with Jenn, as
they both analyzed everything to death.  Their minds worked in a funny,
calculating way and it seemed that they digested everything that was said.

   As it turned out, it was Saint Patrick's Day when they met.  Betsy met
GE and Jennifer downtown for dinner.  The annual St.  Pat's parade was
already over, but many of the people stayed around to enjoy the
festivities. If there was one thing New Orleans knew how to do, it was
throwing a parade.  The Mardi Gras parades started in the early 1800's, but
it seemed that today one of the most popular parades was on St.  Patrick's
Day.

   Jenn was from small town Texas and the extreme New Orleans party
atmosphere blew her away.  She had never seen anything like it and the most
amazing thing was when people yelled, "show your tits!" There would be
women, even girls, walking down the street in the old French Quarter and
they would receive a cheap string of beads every time they bared their
boobs.  It soon became very obvious that Jenn was drastically affected by
it all and Betsy noticed how the young woman never took her eyes off the
numerous, bare-chested women.

   It was still fairly early when the three women went back to Betsy's. 
Betsy remembered the evening as one of those defining moments in a person's
life.  She was sitting on the sofa with Jenn when GE came into the living
room.  The woman immediately yelled, "show your tits." Then she ripped off
her blouse and bra and threw some beads at the two sitting on the sofa.

   Betsy was taken by surprise by GE's outburst.  She stared at her friend
who was naked above the waist and suddenly she reacted.  She was not the
type to do things on the spur of the moment, but she did on that night. 
Her blouse came off followed by her lacy bra in a whisk and then she donned
a couple strings of beads.  She remembered laughing out loud when the beads
slipped under her boob and seemed to hold it up in a tantalizing manner.

   Jenn just sat still for a minute or two, and then she took off her
blouse and bra.  All of a sudden she started crying and it was a profound
moment when Betsy moved over, showing the young woman motherly love.  Betsy
put her arm around Jenn and noticed the reason for the girl's
disappointment.  Jenn's boobs could have been those of a young teen, as
they appeared like very swollen areolas with nipples standing proudly on
the tips.  The oversized areolas and fat nipples appeared as one and they
simply protruded out from the woman's chest.

   The young woman explained how all through high school the other girls
made fun of the fact she was so flat-chested.  When she dated guys, the
story always got back to their friends that she had no boobs and soon it
circulated throughout the whole school.  So that night Jenn sat on the sofa
crying, as if she was waiting for the two women to make comments or poke
fun at her.

   Betsy's heart pounded and she felt more sympathy for Jenn than she could
imagine.  She tightened her arm around the woman's shoulders and hugged
her, as if she was a little girl.  She couldn't remember feeling more sorry
for anyone in her life.

   That was when the most surprising thing happened.  Suddenly Betsy felt a
hand surrounding her left boob and she froze.  She felt her nipple being
appraised and then dainty fingers tenderly rolling it around and around in
a circle.  Betsy opened her mouth to say something, but abruptly Jenn must
have realized what she was doing.

   Jenn quickly pulled her hand away.  "Oh, my God.  I'm sorry...  so
sorry," she whispered.  "I don't know what came over me?  I've never
touched another woman before."

   Betsy kept her arm around the young woman's neck.  "It's okay," she
said, trying to comfort the young woman.

   Betsy grinned as she thought about that night.  She found it odd how a
simple statement can mean entirely different things to different people. 
At the time she meant that no harm was done, but she certainly didn't give
permission to continue the fondling.  All of a sudden Jenn put her head
back on Betsy's shoulder and her hand returned to the luscious breast. 
Betsy remembered looking across the room and seeing the look of approval
written all over GE's pretty face.  Abruptly the entire end of her left
boob got wet and she knew it was inside the young woman's mouth.

   She felt like there was a baby on her breast trying to get milk.  Jenn
used her tongue to stroke the underside of her nipple, which was pressed
hard against the roof of her mouth.  The young woman used her teeth to hold
the boob steady and kept milking the nipple like she was a starving infant.
The sucking sensation felt terrific, but Betsy didn't feel comfortable
letting a stranger molest her right in front of one of her friends.

   Jenn must have felt Betsy putting up a feeble protest and the young
woman swiftly sat up straight.  She looked straight into Betsy's bewildered
eyes.  "Am I doing it wrong?"

   When she asked if she was doing it wrong, Betsy made a second mistaken
with interpretation.  "No.  Aaah, no."

   Then everything happened at once.  Jenn had a hand on each boob and she
squeezed them so that they thrust outward in a most seductive manner.  Then
the young woman's head dropped and she gobbled up a nipple with her burning
mouth.  The next instant GE was next to the struggling pair and she was
obviously not on Betsy's team.  "See, I told you honey.  Betsy's the
hottest woman around and she'll teach you everything about sex.  Hang on
sweetie and suck on the nicest tits," GE whispered not caring if anyone
heard.  "I'll strip her so you can see the sexiest snatch in the city."

   Betsy felt GE's hands around her waist and in a fleeting moment she was
completely naked.  The woman had no trouble stripping the rest of her
clothes and Betsy didn't know what to do.  All of a sudden Betsy was lying
on her back and Jenn was on top of her.  The young woman was still fondling
her tits and she kept sucking on a nipple as hard as she could.

   Suddenly Betsy memory was so fresh it seemed like yesterday.  Her legs
thrashed in an effort to get up off the sofa, but abruptly GE wrapped her
arms around each limb.  Her torso settle between Betsy's legs and then her
hungry mouth found the sugar-lode.  GE started fucking her with her tongue
and Betsy's hope for any salvation faded.  All of a sudden her entire slit
was inside the woman's mouth and GE's sharp teeth surrounded the tender
clitoris.  When she nibbled on the throbbing bud and swirled it around in
her mouth, Betsy threw her head backwards, losing all hope.

   She vaguely remembered hearing the two women whispering whenever they
could and all the talk was about her.  Apparently Jenn had never been this
close to a shaved pussy and GE deviously told her to feel it.  With GE's
mouth off her steaming pussy, there was nothing preventing Jenn from
molesting her.  The young woman's tongue licked Betsy's pelvis, displaying
her obvious love for a cleanly shaven pussy.

   Betsy imagined the ensuing scenes and she wondered if they were as
dramatic as she remembered.  Suddenly Jenn's fingers deftly pinched her
puffy labia and spread them apart.  The room filled with whimpering sounds
when the young woman's tongue darted into the exposed opening and Betsy
remembered seeing bright lights on the horizon.  There was a big explosion
of bright stars just as Jenn's tongue ravaged her delicate clitoris and
then the intense heat seemed to move all the way down her body until it
reached her crotch.

   Betsy recalled how GE kept her arms wrapped tightly around her thighs,
holding them spread wide.  Jenn's head attacked from above and easily found
enough room under GE's raised torso.  All of the petty sessions with
girlfriends and college friends did not prepare Jenn for the dramatic
consequences of making love to a real woman.  The taste was unbelievable
and she couldn't stop sucking, trying hard to drink all of Betsy's love
juices.

   If Betsy had any thought of not reaching the top of the mountain, it was
forgotten when the young woman began the expert finger-fucking.  Her long,
slender finger sank to the hilt and she knew where to find the amorous
G-spot.  She raked it incisively and then her darting tongue started
flicking the tip of Betsy's clit around in a furious fashion.  Being held
captive and unable to move her hips or lower body, Betsy felt totally
helpless.

   The two young women were in complete control of their illustrious
professor and there was nothing sexier than forcing Betsy to climax.  They
gained more confidence with each passing second and there seemed to be
nothing stopping them.  Jenn gulped the sweet nectar, as it leaked out of
the throbbing cunt, and she abruptly rammed a second finger inside the
burning hole.  She yanked upwards with her fingers and then she used her
teeth to rob Betsy's last bit of resolve.

   GE hugged Betsy's velvety thighs and hips tighter.  Her hands slipped
under Betsy and she squeezed the luscious ass, digging her sharp
fingernails into the tender flesh.  Betsy felt pain and she curved her back
in an effort to get away, but that only shoved her pussy deeper into Jenn's
hungry mouth.  Two against one was certainly not fair, but that didn't seem
to matter to anyone, including Betsy.

   ***

   Everything was a blur after that, but now years later Betsy tried to
bring back all of the dark memories.  Both young women spent the night. 
Slowly the images of that night formed in her mind and Betsy relived it in
glorious Technicolor.  She was sprawled out on the bed with GE giving her
encouragement.  GE wanted Betsy to perform cunnilingus on her young
assistant and gave the order.  She told Jenn to lie on her back and then
she demanded Betsy do it.

   It was all coming back to her.  Her bedroom was pitch-black, as there
were no lights on anywhere.  She couldn't see anything, which seemed to
make it all totally mesmerizing at the time.  Betsy remembered sensing Jenn
moving around on the big bed and then GE whispered in her ear.  "I want my
gorgeous professor to show my assistant how to make love.  Show Jenn how
real women make love," GE whispered letting her tongue circle Betsy's ear.
"She's ready for you.  Show her how!"

   Betsy remembered moving in the dark and sensing she was hovering over
the young woman.  She put out her hands and felt the quivering flesh of the
young female.  All of a sudden Jenn's tiny tits were in the palms of her
hands and she caressed them in loving fashion.  She could hear the young
woman moaning with obvious pleasure, so she reached for the swollen nipples
that were already rock hard.

   Suddenly there was a lot of commotion and Betsy knew she was knelling
between Jenn's wide-spread legs.  All of a sudden the lights came on and
the most infatuating sight was right in front of her startled face.  She
had never seen a natural blond, but suddenly there was one within reach. 
The golden pussy-hair looked ravishing next to the smooth, tanned skin. 
The hair seemed so fine that it waved back and forth when Betsy breathed on
it.

   Betsy wasn't sure, but she thought there was a helping hand on the back
of her head, pushing her downwards.  She felt the hair tickling her chin
and then she stuck her tongue out.  Slowly Betsy licked the soft, curly
strands and felt Jenn's hips quiver wildly on the bed.  The young woman
knew something fantastic was about to happen and she was mewing like a
kitten.

   Betsy soaked the thin strands of blond hair and plastered them to the
side.  This completely exposed the pinkest lips and she could see they were
covered with womanly cream.  She ran the tip of her tongue through the
soaked slit and Jenn's ass bounced frantically up and down on the bed. 
Then Betsy pinned the thrashing torso to the bed and she wrapped her arms
around the slim hips.  She pushed her upper body between Jenn's legs and
spread them as wide as possible.

   Her eyes opened wider when she stared at the pink opening.  The labia
were in a perfectly straight line and the lips sealed the entire opening.
There was no clitoris visible, but Betsy knew exactly where to find it. 
She pried the labia apart and let the tip of her tongue run across the
tiny, pink bud.  Betsy thought it was impossible for a woman to experience
an orgasm so quickly, but Jenn proved her wrong.

   The young woman's belly heaved in and out wildly, as the convulsions
rocked her entire being.  Jenn couldn't stop the cum from running down her
slender honey canal and she almost fainted when Betsy swallowed her
clitoris.  Betsy was so enthralled with Jenn's dramatic climax that she
lost track of time.  The only thing she yearned for was fulfilling the
young woman's dream.

   ***

   Another thing about that night came rushing back to Betsy.  She found
out what it was like having two overly determined women assault her at the
same time.  It happened shortly after midnight and the three were sprawled
out on the bed thoroughly exhausted.  Well that was how Betsy remembered
it, but obviously the two younger women were not too fatigued.

   It all happened quite innocently.  She had her eyes closed, dreaming of
everything that had happened since meeting Jenn and GE for dinner at the
downtown restaurant.  There were erotic visions of the St.  Patrick's
parade flashing through her head and of watching all the bare tits of every
shape and size.  Her head was swimming with all of the sensual images when
someone's hands lightly brushed the hair from her face.  Then soft lips
kissed her and it seemed totally enchanting to return the kiss.

   The kiss started out very sensual and soon there was a strong,
determined tongue in her mouth.  At first Betsy merely concentrated on all
of the glorious images floating in her head, but then her head was tilted
to the side by firm hands.  Suddenly a heated kiss ensued and she marveled
at how loving and wonderful it was to be kissed while having a million
fingers fondling her breasts at the same time.  There were fingers around
both nipples and they swiftly turned the buds into rock-hard pebbles.

   All of a sudden she couldn't see the images anymore.  There were fingers
on her tummy and they traced light, teasing patterns all over her warm
flesh.  When a finger circled her bellybutton and then dipped into the tiny
hole, she sucked her tummy in as far as she could.  Suddenly Betsy was too
confused to think straight.  There seemed to be fingers everywhere.  All
she could do was utter moans of deep anguish when a finger slipped into her
honey hole.  Yet something pressed into the upper portion of her pussy slit
and raked across her delicate clitoris.

   Betsy couldn't keep her hips on the bed and she curved her back, which
tilted her pelvis upward.  That was when she got royally finger-fucked.  A
finger thrust into her ass while another remained buried inside her cunt.
Suddenly both fingers started pumping in and out of her holes in an
incensed fashion and she was helpless to stop the finger-fucking.

   Betsy desperately wanted to say something, even plead for them to be
gentle.  One of the women must have realized her protest and she kissed
Betsy hard.  All of a sudden Betsy could taste blood, but it didn't matter
anymore.  She let the woman kiss her and returned the heated embrace to the
best of her ability.  Whoever was kissing her also had their fingers on her
boobs making sure the nipples were extended and as hard as they could get.

   The other woman had her shoulders between Betsy's legs and holding her
thighs spread-eagled while her mouth and fingers ravaged the womanly
treasures.  The finger buried deep inside Betsy's cunt went directly to the
control button.  A fingernail raked across the vulnerable G-spot and every
time it did, Betsy's belly heaved.  Betsy could feel the long, slender
finger inside her ass and suddenly realized there were two, possibly three
fingers in each hole.

   She didn't mean to, but her arms went around the woman who was kissing
her.  She hugged the woman and pulled her closer, which must have conveyed
the signs of lost lust.  Betsy tried to kiss the woman, but only her lower
lip went into the woman's mouth.  Then she tasted more blood and knew it
was her own, but for some strange reason it didn't matter.  Thankfully her
lip was released before any serious damage was done and the kiss resumed.

   To this day Betsy was at a loss to explain why she passively let the
two, young women do whatever they wanted.  The severe tremors of an
earth-shattering orgasm had barely subsided when the two women swiftly
changed places.  Betsy felt soft, loving lips all over her flushed face,
neck and then back on her lips.  She was kissed, but this time it was
tender and most amorous.  It felt so good when the woman's tongue caressed
her sore lip and tongue.

   Betsy thought about closing her legs, but there was a body holding them
spread.  Suddenly someone was nibbling her all over.  Sharp teeth nibbled
her belly causing violent spasms to shot through her insides.  Then the
teeth moved downward, nibbling all the way.  All of a sudden her world
exploded.  Betsy tried to sit up, but the other woman who was kissing her
would not let go.  She desperately tried to break free by twisting and
rolling her hips, but nothing helped.  Suddenly the sharp teeth closed on
one of her delicate pussy lips.  She tried to cry out, but the kiss
prevented any verbal protest.

   Then Betsy felt the woman's teeth let go of her swollen labia.  The
relief was profound, but it lasted such a brief moment.  Betsy felt her
pussy lips being spread apart and then her vulnerable clitty was sucked
into a hot mouth.  She remembered a ticklish sensation at first and her
clitoris felt extremely good, as it was lightly caresses by the devilish
woman's tongue.  Everything felt wonderful, just like it always did when
someone cleverly teased her, and her head filled with thoughts of another
impending orgasm.

   All of a sudden Betsy's world exploded.  Her clitoris was crushed and
bitten so hard she swore it was cut off.  Then the teeth moved back and
forth in an effort to bite every portion of the wildly throbbing clit.  Her
shoulders where still pinned on the bed by the other woman and she couldn't
get away from the damaging assault.  Betsy sobbed uncontrollably and tears
came, but suddenly the teeth let go.

   Betsy could not remember her clitty being so sensitive, or so alive.  A
tongue gently licked it and then flicked it around in a furious fashion. 
The woman only used the tip of her tongue on the raw clitoris and Betsy's
body thrashed up and down with each random caress.  Betsy never realized
that she was in the midst of a violent climax until her body started
shaking out of control.

   Her eyes opened and she saw GE's pretty face.  Their prolonged kiss was
broken and Betsy stared into the woman's paralyzing green eyes.  "Jennifer
gets carried away sometimes.  I hope she didn't hurt you too badly," GE
whispered.

   At the time Betsy thought her midsection was on fire.  The earlier pain
and then the tender caresses caused her inner being to spew like an
erupting volcano.  Loud sucking sounds mixed with wet licking noises
created a chain reaction in all three women.  GE blew gently into Betsy's
face and the older woman closed her eyes allowing the soft lips to kiss her
face and then her closed eyelids.  The feeling was tremendous and Betsy
just let her emotions fly away.

   All the while the hungry young woman below drank all of the running
lava, savoring each drop, as if it was heaven sent.  Betsy felt loving arms
around her and GE must have thought the orgasm was everlasting.  The sheets
were soaking wet, as all three women were drenched with sweat.

   ***

   That Friday night turned into an entire weekend.  The three stayed
together at Betsy's and the only time GE or Jenn left was to pickup clothes
or something from GE's condo.  Jenn lived with GE so it made things very
easy for the two.  Betsy vividly recalled one recollection from the
weekend. She was lying in bed with Jenn and it was very early in the
morning.  GE had gone to the washroom or that was what Betsy and Jenn
assumed.

   The young woman was lying in Betsy's arms and both of them felt totally
at peace and in a heavenly state of mind.  Jenn's head was resting on
Betsy's chest and she was staring downward, between the two luscious tits.
"I just adore your pussy.  The waxed look is so beautiful...  I love it,"
she whispered.  "I think I should get it done.  What do you think?"

   Betsy's response was immediate.  "Dear gawd, no!  Don't touch that
gorgeous crotch," she said.  "Your hair is so natural...  so blond and
natural and I love it to pieces." She could still see the beautiful, blond
images in her dreams, even years later.

   Jenn was a black hole for knowledge and the young woman would do
anything to gain experience.  She quickly formed an alliance with her boss
and the two young women turned sweet Betsy into their sex toy.

   Betsy thought about the relationships that she had with each of the
women and also the relationship between GE and Jenn.  She correctly assumed
the business connection between the two carried over into their personal
relationship, as GE definitely was the one in-charge.

   Jenn was a most willing slave to her boss and Betsy found it funny how
the young woman acted so different with all of her other friends. 
Especially with her, Betsy thought, as she looked back on her relationship
with Jenn.  The young woman was a tiger.  Although Jenn was small in
stature, she acted large in demeanor whenever she was with Betsy.  So that
first weekend passed with Betsy forming a closer friendship with GE and a
special bond with Jenn.

   When Sunday evening arrived, Betsy told the two that she had to pick
Doris up at the airport.  Doris had gone to New York for a few days, doing
a modeling session for her old company.  They were drastically short of
qualified women and Doris accepted the occasional job, feeling obligated to
help them out.  After all she had told Betsy when she left, they had been
extremely good to her for years and given her the break she needed to get
known around the world, as a top model.

   Betsy recalled how GE and Jenn quickly said they would go with her.  GE
wanted to see Doris again and Jenn had heard all the nice things about the
woman and wanted to meet her.  Betsy readily accepted their company, as she
never liked going to the Louis Armstrong New Orleans airport by herself.

   Betsy remembered how some of the people at the airport gawked when the
four beautiful women got together.  She greeted her best friend in a
customary, loving manner and so did GE.  When Doris met Jenn, the two
seemed to have an instant liking for each other.  During the ride back to
Doris', it was revealed that Jenn had taken the same degree as Doris.  It
also became apparent the two had lots in common and they discussed all of
the business management courses they had taken.

   The four had dinner at Doris' and it was very early when Doris excused
herself.  She told everyone that she was completely worn out from the
hectic modeling session, which had lasted for four days, and headed up the
stairs to her bedroom.  Just as she got about halfway up, Jenn quickly
stood up.  "I know exactly what you need.  Sleep...  but a deep muscle
massage will relax every muscle in your body," she said, starting towards
Doris.  "Let me give you one...  it'll only take a few minutes."

   Betsy couldn't remember feeling jealousy before.  She watched the two
women continue up the stairs and quietly head into Doris' bedroom.  When
the door closed, she never had time to dwell on what was happening
upstairs. GE grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the backdoor.  In a
flash, they were outside and standing beside the pool.  GE took no time in
removing all of her clothes and then she turned to Betsy.

   Betsy thought back to that Sunday evening in the pool.  The mood was
fairly somber for the first few minutes, but it didn't last long.  Betsy
remembered having a sense of total relief when Jenn showed up in the
backyard and joined GE and herself for a swim.  Betsy suddenly realized she
had been silly thinking there was anything wrong with Doris and Jenn being
together, as there was always room in someone's life for more than one
person.  Her relationship with Doris would always be special and that would
never change even if one of them got married.

   ***

   Life went from being a rat-race run at incredible speed to one where
everything happened at a snails pace.  Betsy promptly realized that GE had
taken Jenn under her wing now that the young intern transferred to New
Orleans.  GE's condo was plenty big enough for two single women and the two
worked hard on GE's masterpiece for updating their company's business
policies.

   It was a demanding time at the college for Betsy and she was nearing the
end of a semester.  She didn't see much of the two women other than in
daily classes, which Jenn joined in on trying to get up to speed with her
boss.  Everyone, including Doris, seemed to engross themselves into their
careers and other than an occasional dinner together, they never engaged in
any parties for a few weeks.

   One evening Doris called and Betsy was thankful for the interruption. 
She was marking boring term papers and needed a break.  Doris had made
arrangements for use of a cabin and she wanted Betsy to take Friday off, so
they could enjoy a long weekend together.  It sounded like a perfect
remedy; Betsy welcomed Doris' plan to invite GE and Jenn along and everyone
could unwind at the same time.

   Betsy never gave it a second thought until she arrived at Doris' early
Friday morning.  She was filled with great anticipation for a relaxing long
weekend and spending a few days with her best friends.  When she pulled
into Doris' driveway, the first thing she noticed was Jenn's rental car. 
Betsy thought it odd at first, but shrugged it off as nothing.

   Betsy let herself in and she set her bag down.  She heard water running
and assumed Doris was in the shower, but suddenly her friend cried out. 
"Up here, Doris said.  "There's coffee ready.  Grab a cup and come up here
while I get ready."

   Betsy went to the kitchen and poured herself a coffee.  She didn't know
what to expect when she headed up to the bedroom.  When she entered Doris'
room, the first thing Betsy noticed was a strange bag on the floor.  Then
she tried to take everything in with a quick glance.  The shower was
running and Betsy heard what sounded like Bingo's sharp nails on the tiled
bathroom floor, which she found odd.  The bed was not made and that was not
like Doris, so she wondered about her dear friend's sudden neglect.

   The sound of Doris' voice startled her out of her dreamland state. 
"Jennifer needed a quick shower before we head out," Doris said.  "How have
you been?"

   The two talked for about ten minutes and then the petite Jenn walked
into the room.  The young woman immediately walked over to Betsy and Bingo
was right at her side.  Jenn gave Betsy a warm kiss and embrace before
sitting down on the edge of the bed.  Bingo pranced over to Jenn and he put
his big head on her lap.

   Betsy remembered her stomach being filled with a million butterflies and
she found it extremely hard to breath.  If there was one obsession that
bothered her more than anything else, it was thinking about Bingo fucking
this 100-pound morsel of a woman.  Her head filled with fantasies so vivid
and erotic that she suddenly had to gasp for needed air.  Betsy never
realized it at the time, but Doris walked over to her.  Her dearest friend
kissed her on the forehead and merely whispered to her.  "We should get
going.  I have a full day planned and also the entire weekend," Doris
whispered.  "Later!  Later we will see it all happen."

   Betsy was utterly speechless.  She was numb when they left for the cabin
and it took a few minutes before she was able to breath and talk properly.
It turned out that GE would not be joining them for the lake rendezvous, as
she was spending time with her new boyfriend.  The news was a
disappointment at first, but the three women soon forgot about their
missing friend.  Once they arrived at the lake, everyone was more
interested in having a good time.

   It didn't take long to put things away and the three rushed to the water
so they could go sailing.  When they got the boat onto the lake, Betsy half
expected Doris to insist they all do the nude sunbathing thing, but that
never happened.  Instead they sailed around the lake and took the time to
do plenty of chatting.

   It wasn't until later when Jenn was off by herself doing something that
Betsy was alone with Doris.  "I thought you wanted to see it.  Watch our
beautiful stud fuck her brains out," she asked with a knowing smile on her
pretty face.  "Honest, my love...  I thought I'd die when I saw it.  I
still can't believe she took it all...  every fucking inch!"

   When Doris held up a CD, Betsy's eyes grew wide in expectation.  "I
thought you might like to see it...  so I recorded a little on this," Doris
whispered.  "She wasn't happy about it, but then again...  what choice did
she have?"

   Betsy thought back to that weekend at the lake.  It turned into a very
intimate time with the three women spending much of the time in bed
together.  Jenn's oral skills were much improved, as was her skill with
toys.  There was no doubt, as to who was in-charge, but Betsy and Jenn were
overly happy with the arrangements.  Betsy remembered how Doris loved the
role of mistress and how she made both women masturbate.  Most of the time
Doris would have Jenn perform her newfound skills and then demand Betsy do
likewise.

   Betsy recalled what happened on the Saturday evening.  They had returned
after many hours of sailing around the lake and Doris seemed overly anxious
for something naughty.  At first Betsy assumed her dearest friend was
content with a threesome, but she soon realized Doris had other plans. 
"Come here, my love!  It's time for my dear, little slut to show Aunt Betsy
what a bad girl you were," Doris whispered.  She was standing beside the
living room entertainment center and had the incriminating CD in her hand.
"Let's watch our gorgeous slut...  see what a bad girl she was."

   Doris slid the CD into the player and then she waited.  She held out her
hand and Jenn slowly walked over to her.  Suddenly Betsy realized that
something profound was happening and her heart started beating much faster.
She watched the young woman reach Doris and noticed Jenn's face turn beat
red with immense embarrassment.  The humiliating movie flashed on the
television and all eyes were glued to the screen.

   Doris put her arms around the young woman.  She hugged Jenn and turned
her around so that they both faced the screen.  "I promised Auntie that she
could watch...  watch you with Bingo," Doris whispered softly, but everyone
could hear.  "Let me make you comfortable...  loosen your clothes, as we
watch what happens."

   Betsy felt sorry they had not brought Bingo with them.  Then she briefly
glanced away from the movie and watched Doris deftly flip-up the young
woman's bikini top, exposing her little boobs.  Doris was very shrewd.  She
peeked over at Betsy and then she put her hands under Jenn's perky tits. 
Doris squeezed hard enough to turn the titties into little cones that poked
out provocatively.

   The young woman's mouth moved, but no protest or plea was heard. 
Suddenly everyone's attention was drawn to the movie.  There were loud
moans and Betsy's eyes opened wide with utter astonishment.  The beloved
pet had his long front legs on top of the squirming woman and he seemed to
hold her captive.  Jenn was quite petite and Bingo's paws were around her
shoulders, which forced her into a curled-up position.  She was on her
hands and knees with her ass up in the air and the camera caught Jenn's
dire humiliation.

   After that, Betsy only remembered having no willpower to resist Doris.
Her friend motioned for her to come closer and Betsy did.  She reached the
two women and at once they all started removing clothes.  It didn't take
long before the three were completely naked, as they were only wearing
bikinis with shorts at the time.  Each woman kept looking at the movie and
the intense humiliation seemed to be arousing rather than upsetting.

   Betsy remembered everything going much to her liking, but suddenly Doris
and Jenn formed a tag team.  All three woman wound up on the floor and the
two swiftly pinned Betsy's arms and legs down.  Within seconds, one was
kissing her on the lips and the other was also kissing lips.  Doris was
gentle and comforting and her kiss got Betsy's blood boiling.  Their
tongues intertwined and the intense intimacy quickly aroused both women.

   Even thought it was years later, Betsy still remembered the ominous
consequences of Jenn's kiss.  The young woman most likely wanted to extract
revenge for being put through such great humiliation and she attacked Betsy
with great fervor.  Betsy lost sight of the movie screen, as the two women
embraced and kissed her, and her mind could only imagine Bingo and Jenn. 
She was in the midst of a vivid visualization when the horny young woman
found her hidden treasure.

   Jenn's mouth held her pussy-lips apart and then the young woman used her
teeth.  She nibbled and affectionately caressed the exposed clitoris until
Betsy's hips came off the floor.  Jenn reached under the quivering hips and
felt the luscious cheeks of Betsy's ass.  She dug her nails into the
velvety flesh and suddenly the pelvis thrust up at her hungry mouth.  Jenn
bit down on the clitty, but not hard enough to cause any damage.

   Jenn loved the way Betsy creamed.  Every time, the orgasm was swift and
it always amazed Jenn how lust quickly consumed every sense of reason in
Betsy's intelligent mind.  Jenn felt the cunt push deeper into her mouth
and she put her teeth all the way around the throbbing clitoris.  The
clitty wiggled around in her mouth, so she stroked it with the tip of her
tongue, bringing the end to any struggle that Betsy may have thought
possible.  The convulsions were severe and rocked Betsy's body to the core,
as the two women performed magic on her like they always did.

   Betsy could only dream of what it was like.  She would always have a
strong emotional attachment to both women and remain close friends to both
Doris and Jenn.  Although it was sad and depressing knowing Jenn's
internship in New Orleans would soon be over, Betsy realized that Doris
would still be around, and of course, there was GE who she had grown fond
of.

   ***

   Betsy was getting more excited with each chapter of her life story.  She
remembered many specific things about her relationships and certain
incidences still stood out in her mind.  She thought it best to quickly
review them one at a time, as she dearly wanted to get on with her life
story now that it was getting closer to the most fulfilling stage. 
Suddenly a vision of Danny popped into her head and she could hardly wait,
but first things first.

   First she vowed to finish each chapter in succession, so she went back
to Doris, GE and Jenn.  Doris was fully engrossed in her new career, but
she still was on the road some of the time.  She did those free financial
seminars for the public along with a couple of her business partners. 
Doris still did the odd modeling job, but they were now very few and
infrequent, which was okay with her.  She kept saying that she was too old
to be a topnotch model and thought it best to stop taking off her clothes
for lingerie ads.

   GE had a steady boyfriend for a few months, but she had broken it off.
The funny thing was that she had introduced Jenn to a close friend of her
boyfriend and the two were now dating regularly.  The young assistant still
officially lived with her boss, but she was only there half of the time. 
It was supposedly love and Jenn stayed with her boyfriend as long as it
didn't interfere with her work commitments.

   Betsy's daydream stayed on that chapter of her life for a while longer.
She remembered one particular Friday evening when Jenn was out with her
boyfriend, but GE was anxious for some company.  She phoned Betsy and they
agreed to spend the night having a nice dinner in the old French Quarter.
Afterwards they planned to take in a movie or do something interesting.

   As it turned out, the dinner was very lovely, but they drank way too
much wine.  Wisely they thought it best to go home and since GE's condo was
closer, they went there.  It was still early so GE suggested watching a
fairly recent movie.  Movies on DVD were rare at that time, but she had the
most up-to-date system around.  Betsy remembered feeling quite tipsy when
the two relaxed on GE's living room sofa.  With the combination of too much
wine, the lights being turned down low and the movie being a little boring,
it was only minutes until both women fell asleep.

   About three in the morning, Betsy remembered a tickling sensation all
over her body.  It was such a wonderful, relaxing feeling that she didn't
want to open her eyes.  All of a sudden she felt her clothes being slowly
stripped, but she was too relaxed to care.  The cool, night air washed over
her skin and the feeling was intense when a blanket of Goosebumps formed
over her naked body.

   Betsy remembered being lost that night.  She let the young woman have
her way even though it meant GE was in complete control.  It wasn't about
control or letting someone be her mistress, but merely relishing the
feeling of love.  Betsy wasn't sure what love really was and all she cared
about was enjoying the wonderful feelings.

   Betsy didn't want to rehash or go over what happened or how many times
she succumbed to the young woman's desires.  The recollection of being
submissive and totally under someone's spell was a little embarrassing, so
she decided to let her life story skip ahead.

   In the morning, the phone rang at about nine o'clock.  Betsy vaguely
heard GE answer and talk briefly before hanging up in disgust.  "I have to
work.  My boss just flew into town and he wants me to show him my
proposal," she said.  "Please forgive me...  and sleep as long as you want.
I'll be gone for hours, as he's a real prick when it comes to detail."

   Betsy remembered falling back to sleep and not waking for another hour
or more.  She got up thinking about having a nice hot shower, but decided
to listen to music instead.  GE had a very complex system with her
computer, stereo and LCD screen all hooked together.  Such modern systems
were uncommon and it took Betsy a few minutes to figure out how to put the
computer music over the stereo and LCD.  She was lucky that the computer
system was all turned on so it was a matter of finding the correct music
files.

   Eventually Betsy found music she liked.  Well into the first song, she
innocently glanced at the computer screen, noticing other files beside
music ones.  One folder had yesterday's date on it and curiosity got the
best of her.  Betsy selected the folder and instantly found a windows'
media file listed.  Intrigued that the file might contain a movie clip or
some kind of show, she selected it.  All of a sudden the music stopped and
the LCD flashed a few times.

   When a picture of GE's living room showed on the screen, Betsy sat
mesmerized by what she saw.  Her lifeless body was lying on the sofa and it
was obvious she was asleep.  Suddenly a young woman walked into the picture
and she was completely naked.  Betsy gasped in utter dismay when GE slowly
bent over and flipped the sleeping woman's top up to her neck.  With the
luscious tits exposed, the young woman began running the tips of her
fingers over the bare flesh.

   Betsy noticed her body twitching and moving slightly.  She remembered
what happened last night.  She was wakened by the tickling and relished the
immense pleasure from the sensations throughout her body.  She enjoyed them
so much that she remained motionless, allowing the young woman total
freedom.  Staring at the LCD, she saw the very dramatic expressions written
all over her face.  Now Betsy recalled how she and GE had changed into
lounging attire to watch the movie.  She was wearing a very baggy t-shirt
and loose fitting sweat pants.

   Suddenly the top was stripped from the sleepy figure on the sofa.  Betsy
watched when GE's fingers fondled her boobs without the slightest
resistance, as she remained motionless.  Her eyes remained closed, but
Betsy could tell that she was pretending.  That was obvious when GE grabbed
the loose waistband of her sweats and stripped the garment with one quick
pull.  Betsy watched in dismay, as her hips and legs moved in an effort to
assist the young woman.

   The camera caught Betsy from the side and all of a sudden her right
nipple disappeared into GE's mouth.  Images on the LCD were clear and
displayed a naked woman sleeping on her back.  Betsy stared at the
illustrious images of herself and suddenly realized the humor of the whole
thing.  Last night she wondered why the young woman wanted the lights left
on, but now it made sense.  Betsy's mind drifted back a few hours and she
remembered the desire building in her tummy, as GE was on her like a cat.
It looked like she raised her head to say something, but the young woman
merely shut her up with a kiss.

   Betsy wanted to shut the movie off, but she couldn't.  It was the
weirdest sensation, knowing what was going to happen yet wanting to see it
for real.  GE rolled on top of her and cleverly squeezed her legs between
hers.  Betsy watched herself being seduced, yet not really believing it was
happening.  She was locked in a tight embrace with the young woman who
started molesting her boobs.

   Someone really knew what they were doing when they placed the cameras.
Betsy didn't know how it worked, but the movie was produced using two
cameras, which kept switching back and forth.  One camera angle was
displayed for a few seconds, and then a second angle was shown.  Both
seemed to be perfectly focused to show what was happening on the sofa, so
nothing was missed.

   Betsy's body tingled, as she remembered how it felt when GE sucked her
titty.  She watched the screen and saw how her chest pushed upward directly
towards the young girl.  Then Betsy noticed how GE used her teeth.  She
stared at the erotic scene of her nipple locked tightly between the sharp
teeth and then being pulled out from her chest.  All of a sudden Betsy
witnessed GE's hand slithering between the naked bodies and it gave her
goose bumps when her body started flinching wildly.

   Suddenly the young woman spread Betsy's legs and wisely propped one over
the back of the sofa.  Abruptly the cameras switched and a shot of what was
happening between her splayed legs was displayed right in front of her. 
Betsy noticed the back of the woman's hand and her fingers were not
evident. She would never have believed an orgasm could happen so fast, but
the evidence was clearly displayed on the LCD.

   Betsy couldn't watch anymore of the devious seduction.  She knew that a
climax was not far off so she quickly clicked the stop with the mouse. 
Then she looked for the cameras.  She easily found the one, as it was
stacked on a bookshelf.  It took a bit to find the other, which was
cleverly hidden in the cabinet.  The cabinet door was left wide open and
the little camera was clipped onto one of shelves.

   Then Betsy returned to the computer.  She didn't know this side of GE
and wanted to find out more.  Looking at the various folders, she noticed
multiple ones containing videos of GE and her boyfriend.  Betsy wasn't
interested in watching any of those and she suspected there would be more
incriminating videos, so she searched for more.  There was one labeled,
'Insurance J', which she hesitantly opened.

   When numerous videos popped up, she opened the one with the most recent
date.  The screen came to life in living color and it showed Jenn sitting
on the sofa in GE's living room.  The young woman was sitting beside her
boyfriend and he was embracing her, obviously intent on having sex. 
Suddenly more people came into the scene and Betsy was astonished when GE
and her boyfriend sat down with the couple on the sofa.  Instead of
embracing his girlfriend, GE's boyfriend turned and cuddled Jenn.  His hand
shot under her sweater and it made Betsy laugh, as she wondered if he was a
boob man.

   Betsy tried to decipher the ensuing actions.  Suddenly GE's boyfriend
rolled the sweater up and over Jenn's head.  Betsy noticed how Jenn used
her arms and elbows, trying desperately to shield herself from the man. 
She seldom wore a bra for obvious reasons and that time was no different.
Her boobs flashed into view and the man beside her instantly started
fondling them.  He was so rough that it brought pleas for mercy from Jenn
and Betsy felt sorry for the young woman.

   Although there were no clear voices in the movie, Betsy could see Jenn's
mouth moving most likely pleading for her boyfriend's help.  The man merely
twisted and rolled first one stiff nipple before switching to the other and
all the while Jenn uttered futile protests.  All of a sudden there was
furious action and it took GE and her boyfriend mere seconds to undress. 
It took Betsy by surprise when a strange man appeared from the shadows and
immediately took GE's place on the sofa.

   GE disappeared, but not for long.  Abruptly the camera moved and
everything became blurred and fuzzy.  The next clear picture was of GE's
smiling face.  She held the camera at arms length and focused on a facial
shot of herself.  "Now we are going to see the tight, little pussy getting
fucked.  Yes!  We are going to watch Jennifer get fucked in every hole she
has," GE whispered.  "We'll see the best gangbang.  Yes!  Jennifer getting
banged in her cunt...  in her ass...  in her mouth."

   GE skillfully controlled the camera.  She rotated it around and zoomed
in on the struggle, taking place on her living room sofa.  The encounter
had heated up; Jenn was kicking, but nothing stopped the men.  Her pants
came off in a split second and then her panties were stripped.  One of the
men shoved the lace garment into her mouth and that prevented any further
verbal protests, although Betsy noticed Jenn struggled.

   All of the men were naked and there was no doubt what was on their minds
with the unsuspecting woman.  Jenn probably didn't know she was making a
movie, but Betsy reasoned that an actress performed better when she didn't
know the script.  Jenn was trapped between two men and much to her dismay,
her boyfriend seemed to help his buddy ravage her body.  The other man
stood up in front of the three and boldly shoved his pecker in Jenn's face.

   Betsy noticed how Jenn twisted her head towards her boyfriend, as if to
plead with him, but it didn't help.  The three men worked in unison to lift
Jenn's petite body up enough so that GE's boyfriend shifted under her.  One
held her shoulders, one squeezed her waist and the other lifted her legs,
bending them at the same time.  They all let go at once and Jenn dropped
directly onto the man's upraised tool.

   Jenn seemed to hover in the air for a second or two; then she dropped
like a rock.  Her mouth flew open so wide that she was able to spit out the
panties, but it was a fleeting respite.  The stranger quickly shoved his
bulging cock into her gaping mouth and Jenn was forced to suck.  She choked
and coughed, as the man rammed his pecker into her throat, which quickly
robbed all of her willpower.

   It was a scene to behold and one that Betsy would never forget.  One of
her best friends was being gang-fucked right before her eyes by three
overly aroused men.  Jenn's slender body was moved up and down on top of
GE's boyfriend's cock and Betsy could only imagine how deep it was buried
inside her belly.  A strange man was getting a blowjob from Jenn while her
boyfriend tweaked her nipple and masturbated, watching the whole affair.

   All of a sudden thick globs, of what Betsy found out was cum, came
flying through the air.  Jenn's boyfriend masturbated right in front of her
and let his cum spew all over the side of her face.  The humiliation was
too drastic and Betsy couldn't watch it all.  She skipped forward and
caught the shameful scene of GE's boyfriend filling Jenn up, as if she was
his personal sperm bank.  Another swift skip forward and Betsy caught the
stranger blasting is load into Jenn's belly.

   Betsy thought she had seen the worst of the movie, but she was so wrong.
She skipped ahead and realized that if certain types of sex were possible,
it happened with Jenn that night.  When the anal sex came on, Betsy
realized GE would do anything to satisfy her insatiable urge to control her
young assistant.

   After an obvious lapse in time, the most degrading scene flashed on the
screen.  Jenn was lying on top of her boyfriend's outstretched body and he
was screwing her like a madman.  All of a sudden, Betsy cringed as she
witnessed the ultimate gangbang.  The stranger hovered behind the prone
young woman and he rubbed his rejuvenated cock all over her ass.  He poked
her and Jenn was helpless.  She thrust her hips at her boyfriend when she
felt the man spreading the cheeks of her beloved ass.

   Betsy couldn't envision a more humiliating scene and she was so glad it
did not include her.  Jenn was fully embedded on top of her boyfriend when
the other man found the opening in her ass.  Betsy noticed Jenn's head come
up, as the young woman severely arched her back.  Then a long, low moan of
agony came out over the speakers, sending a shiver up Betsy's backbone. 
Jenn wasn't able to stop the anal assault and the two men accomplished the
demoralizing double penetration.

   Time was not relevant in the movie, as it probably lasted all night. 
The blank spots were cut out and edited to leave only the sexual content of
the dramatic gangbang.  It seemed the men were hard all of the time, but
that was due to the skips in time.  Apparently GE wanted enough insurance
to last a lifetime and the movie depicted poor Jenn having sex more times
than Betsy could count.

   Betsy couldn't take anymore.  She deleted all of the videos that were in
the insurance folder and then she deleted everyone that she was in.  A wave
of immense relief washed over her disillusioned mind when she deleted the
folder with yesterday's date.  The only thing on her mind after that was
leaving, even without having a shower.  She dressed quickly and left GE's
with a new perspective of the woman.

   Betsy recalled how pissed she was at GE.  The first thing she thought of
was giving the woman a good ass fucking, but shrugged that off as a lost
cause.  All she could think of was her early years, being on the beach with
Marty and the other regulars at the time.  Getting even just wasn't
something Betsy did in her life and she tried hard never to carry a grudge.
It made her smile at the knowledge of finally maturing and maybe it took
her longer to become a real woman.

   ***Jenn's last weekend in New Orleans.

   There was a TV program where everything would go wrong, but in the end
everything turned out okay.  Then one of the stars would say, "I love it
when a plan comes together." Betsy grinned at how life worked at times.  It
was Jenn's last weekend in New Orleans and Doris was out of town for a few
days.  Betsy was taking care of Bingo and GE was off with her boyfriend
again.

   Jenn was sad that she had to leave for New York on Monday.  She was
transferred to the next department of her company, so she could learn all
about the company's supply procedures.  Betsy had already grown fond of the
young woman and she was sad to see her go.  She thought back to the time
Debbie left and felt almost the same depressing emotions.

   The young woman suggested they spend the weekend together and Betsy
relished the thought.  Seems Jenn had broken up with her boyfriend and
desperately didn't want to spend her last weekend alone in New Orleans. 
Betsy recalled how she took the young woman to the French Quarter Festival,
which was truly one of New Orleans special events.  The live music included
some of the best musicians from the area and the food was extraordinary. 
They ate all evening and Jenn found the Creole and Cajun food truly
unbelievable.  It was a delightful evening and they didn't get back to
Betsy's until well after midnight.

   The next day was warm and sunny so they went for lunch at a lake resort
that was close by.  When they returned to Betsy's that day, Jenn insisted
they go up to Betsy's bedroom right after dinner.  Betsy never dreamed her
dear friend was up to something and never gave it a second thought.  At the
time she had vowed to do everything possible to make Jenn's last weekend
most memorable.  As soon as they got inside the bedroom, Jenn stopped
Betsy.

   They were still a few feet from the bed, but that didn't matter.  Jenn
reached for her and Betsy didn't move a muscle when her top was removed. 
Betsy remembered how the young woman stared with starry eyes at her chest.
She thought it was cute when Jenn licked her lips in anticipation and it
still made her grin.  Then the young woman stripped her own top and tossed
it across the room.

   The garment landed on Bingo's makeshift bed, which was in the corner of
the room.  He whined, as if the skimpy material hurt him, and it made both
women laugh.  Then the mood turned somber again when Jenn reached for the
clasp of Betsy's bra.  She slowly unfastened it and let the lacy bra drop
to the floor.  It turned out that Jenn was wearing a bra that day and she
quickly ripped it off, leaving both women panting with growing desire.

   Then Jenn guided her gorgeous friend over to the bed.  She motioned for
Betsy to sit on the edge of the bed and then the young woman removed
Betsy's pants along with her panties.  Now completely naked, Betsy felt
consumed by the erotic moment and looked forward to the upcoming sexual
episode.  Her eyes opened wide when Jenn stripped and her blond bush came
into view.  Betsy stared at the gorgeous sight and she didn't notice that
Jenn had brought her purse into the room.

   Suddenly the young woman set the leather bag on the bed.  When she
pulled two, long strips of cloth out, Betsy instantly knew what they were
for.  Without being told, she reached out her arms and let the young woman
tied both of her wrists securely.  Jenn jumped on the bed and swiftly
shuffled around until she pulled Betsy's arms towards the corners of the
bed.  Betsy had to lie on her back and once she did, her arms were tied to
the bed supports.

   Abruptly Jenn rolled over Betsy and sat directly on top of her stomach.
All of a sudden for the first time, Betsy was nervous.  Jenn leaned over
and put her lips right beside Betsy's ear.  "I can do anything...  anything
I want to you," Jenn pronounced.  "My bag is full of goodies...  things to
use on you."

   Betsy stared straight up at the ceiling while Jenn never moved.  "I have
toys.  Lots of things to make you my slave," Jenn whispered.  "Do you want
to be my loyal slave?"

   Betsy didn't know what to do, or say.  Suddenly she felt an insistent
nibbling on her ear, so she spoke up.  "You don't have to do this.  I'm
yours...  if you want.  I trust you," Betsy whispered with a little bit of
doubt in her voice.

   Suddenly Jenn pulled more things out of her bag.  "I have a gag...  and
some clips...  and the biggest, black dildo," Jenn said.  "Oh my God, I've
thought of nothing else for days."

   Betsy tried to remain calm.  "Jenn, honey.  You don't have to do this."

   Jenn sat up and kept all of her weight on Betsy's tummy.  "I am going to
gag you...  then, oh God...  then I'm going to use these clips on your
gorgeous nipples." Jenn seemed to like the crude harassment.  "Anal...  you
don't like anal, do you?"

   The young woman pinned Betsy's torso to the bed.  Then she slowly
reached into the bag and took items out one at a time.  She pulled out a
red ball, which had straps, and gently placed it on Betsy's chest.  Then
she did the same with some clips, which sent a shiver through Betsy's
entire body, as they looked dangerous.  When Jenn took out the big, black
dildo, Betsy's heart rate doubled, thinking about Jenn using it on her.

   Betsy remembered experiencing the worst fear.  She stared down at her
chest and couldn't take her eyes off the various toys.  "Jenn!  Please,
Jenn.  You don't have to do this.  Dear gawd, you don't know what you're
doing." All Betsy thought at the time was that she didn't know this
Jennifer.

   All of a sudden Jenn acted.  She grabbed the ball and quickly forced it
into Betsy's mouth even though Betsy tried hard to keep her mouth closed.
Jenn pushed the hard-rubber ball into her teeth and she felt helpless, as
her mouth opened wide.  The young woman swiftly reached around her head and
fastened the straps, which secured the ball tightly inside her gapping
mouth.  Saliva instantly filled her mouth and Betsy felt it trickle out
around the ball.

   "I want you to remember me.  Remember what we had together," Jenn
whispered.  Then she moved the clips and threatened to snap them around the
upstanding nipples.  With her arms tied securely above her head and being
stretched out on the bed, Betsy could merely roll her head from side to
side, feeling the utter frustration of the moment.  Suddenly the young
woman set the clips around the flared base of each nipple and released the
springs.  When they clamped down hard on the precious buds, all Betsy could
do was groan out loud, as the spit leaked from her mouth.

   The young woman kept Betsy's torso pinned to the bed.  She leaned
forward putting her hands on Betsy's upper arms pretending to hold the
already bound arms in place.  Jenn tilted her head back and stared into
Betsy's teary eyes.  The gaze held for an eternity, but suddenly the young
woman had second thoughts.  "Oh God, what am I doing!  Oh God, I'm so
sorry," Jenn whispered.  "Forgive me.  I'll do anything to make up to you.
I love you like a sister.  You're the only person who has treated me as a
true friend...  I could never hurt you."

   The ball prevented Betsy from saying anything.  She focused on Jenn's
face, as the woman suddenly unfastened the straps, and removed the gag.  As
was her custom, Betsy tried to reassure the young woman that she didn't
mind.  Although the bondage was a little scary, she really wasn't afraid
that Jenn would hurt her.  "It's okay...  don't worry," Betsy whispered. 
Looking back on it now, she knew it was stupid to forgive Jenn, but that
was her nature.

   Jenn actually sobbed and begged forgiveness.  She volunteered to remove
the clips and get rid of the toys, but then Betsy made the biggest mistake
of her life.  "No!  It's okay...  really.  Leave them on," she told the
young woman.

   Then Jenn explained herself.  "You're the only person who has treated me
with respect...  with love and respect," she whispered.  "Wendi used me. 
She used me at work...  even at home.  Doris!  She is such a beautiful
woman...  but she has such a thick, protective shell.  She won't let anyone
get close...  except you."

   Betsy listened intently, as Jenn rambled on.  "And you.  You're
beautiful, smart, caring and the most honest person.  I know what you did
to the gangbang clips that were on Wendi's computer.  But next time... 
delete the Recycle Bin too," Jenn said.  Betsy laughed at the silly mistake
even though by this time her nipples were on fire.  She took her eyes off
Jenn and looked at her aching buds, which were severely extended, appearing
swelled to twice their normal size.

   Jenn noticed Betsy's concern, but she didn't make a move to remove the
clips.  She was like a kid in a candy store.  Betsy would never forget how
she willingly told the young woman to go ahead.  "It's alright.  I want
nothing more than to make you happy...  go ahead, it's our last weekend
together," she whispered.  When Jenn's expression was undecided, Betsy
pounded the final nail in her own coffin.  "Use the clips...  the gag... 
even that big thing."

   The young woman leaned down and kissed her and abruptly Jenn was filled
with confidence.  She broke the heated kiss and swiftly put the ball back
in Betsy's mouth.  Jenn was in control again and she went back to her
earlier plan, without the slightest feeling of guilt.  She yanked a clip
off and Betsy thought she had lost one of her precious gems.  Her nipple
pulsed and throbbed so bad that it sent shivers through her entire body.

   Suddenly the young woman sucked on it and Betsy felt severe convulsion
roaring through her belly.  The feeling was super-sensitive and Betsy could
only roll her shoulders back and forth on the bed, as Jenn's tongue played
with her nipple.  Then Jenn removed the second clip; she did the same thing
to the other nipple and Betsy realized that there was no going back.

   Betsy remembered the assault like it was yesterday.  All of a sudden she
was screaming and didn't know why.  Hardly any sound came out from around
the red ball and her body suddenly stiffened like a board.  The burning
mouth was sucking on her aching nipples, making sure each was sufficiently
coated with moisture.  Abruptly Jenn moved and got on her hands and knees
directly over top of Betsy's outstretched torso.  Her hungry mouth devoured
one throbbing nip while the fingers of her left hand skillfully caressed
the other.

   Jenn's right hand was the one that ended Betsy's struggle.  For some
reason Betsy was fighting the rising passion, thinking she still had a
chance.  Jenn admired what she thought was play-acting, thinking there was
no better actress in the world.  The young woman placed the fingers of her
right hand on Betsy's tummy and felt tremendous quivering every time she
tickled the burning flesh.  Then her fingers slowly crept downwards until
they entered the vast wetness.

   First there was nothing.  No breathing or no sound coming from her
captive when her fingers slipped into the narrow pussy slit.  Betsy held
her breath knowing this was only the beginning.  Then Jenn lightly caressed
the tiny clitoris.  There were gasps of sheer ecstasy when Jenn's touch
made Betsy's chest heave up and down very rapidly.

   Suddenly Jenn pinched the clitty and pulled it out of the wetness and
into the cool air.  There were plenty of raspy sounds coming from around
the ball gag and the young woman would never forget the tremendous orgasm
experienced by the older woman.  Jenn's love grew and then she straightened
her body so that she lay beside her lover.

   Jenn embraced Betsy and put her lips next to her ear.  "Dear God, my
love.  I'm going to make you cum...  all over my fingers," Jenn whispered.
Then the young woman nibbled on Betsy's earlobe.  "I can feel you
cumming... cumming like crazy.  Just wait...  I'm saving the black bastard
for your cunt...  and your ass!"

   That was it.  Betsy let go after she heard the drastic comments.  Her
clitoris was between Jenn's skilled fingers and the young woman rolled it
around so vigorously that Betsy couldn't stop.  The lubrication hit Jenn's
fingers and made it even easier to roll the clitty in the immense juices.

   Betsy creamed and the only thing on her disillusioned mind was the big,
black dildo.  She imagined the young woman fucking her with it; making her
cum, as she fucked her cunt with the black cock.  Then Betsy visualized
Jenn fucking her ass.  She didn't like anal sex, yet the animal lust grew
more intense when she imagined Jenn fucking her ass.

   Betsy's life story was at a stage where she was in a very customary
state.  She was acting very submissive, but suddenly that changed.  She was
wrapped in Jenn's arms when the young woman suddenly felt total remorse. 
Jenn realized that she had been rough, a lot rougher than she intended. 
Earlier the young woman treated Betsy's tears as tears of joy, but when the
climax ended Jenn deemed they might have been tears of frustration for
being tied up.

   Strange how a person knew they had crossed the line.  When it actually
happened, the animal lust took over and Jenn's only concern was sexual
fulfillment at any cost.  But when it was over, she realized Betsy was
mentally controlled and taken against her will.

   Jenn tried to make it up to her dear friend.  She kissed Betsy's flushed
face, as she carefully removed the ball gag.  "I don't know what came over
me.  I just couldn't stop myself," she moaned.  "I love you so much...  and
hope you'll forgive me." Then she loosened the straps holding Betsy's arms
outstretched.

   Betsy merely lay on the bed, relishing the sudden freedom.  The
circulation returned and soon she could move her arms again.  Then she
remembered putting them around Jenn, which must have consoled the young
woman.  "It's your turn.  I'm yours...  to do with as you please," Jenn
whispered.

   It was one of the rare times in her life that Betsy dreamed of revenge.
"Bad girls should be punished.  Spanked until her bum is red and sore... 
or," Betsy whispered, letting her words hang for many seconds.  "Or
maybe... maybe it should be Bingo's turn?"

   Jenn's head snapped up and she stared into Betsy's eyes.  "She told?"

   Betsy grinned and felt a surge of power.  "No!  Bingo did."

   Bingo was sleeping on his makeshift bed and he must have heard his name.
He whined and both women knew what that meant.  Suddenly his big head
rested on the edge of the bed and his tongue hung out the side of his
mouth. His sudden appearance made both women look at him and it was very
obvious that he was excited.

   Betsy paused in the middle of recalling Jenn's last weekend in New
Orleans.  It was a very memorable time, but she didn't want to go over
every detail.  That would take too long and she wanted to fill in the last
two days, before quickly moving onto the most exciting chapter of her life.
She was not the type of woman to seek revenge or to abuse someone, but she
did that weekend.

   Many things happened, including bondage and a lot of role-playing by
both women.  Bingo was not allowed up on Betsy's bed so he had to wait his
turn.  Looking back on it, Betsy realized that it must have gotten him
severely worked up.  The air must have been filled with the female scent of
a bitch in heat and it was one weekend when Bingo was at his best.  It made
her laugh remembering how pleased Doris was with the news that her beloved
pet performed so admirably.

   Betsy recalled how the rest of the night played out.  She gave the young
woman a royal spanking and then turned her over to Bingo.  Jenn's ass must
have been on fire, as Betsy remembered how red it was, when she got down on
hands and knees next to the bed.  The scene was even more alluring than she
imagined.  She watched Bingo jump up on Jenn's back and it was like a big
dog humping a helpless puppy.  He fucked Jenn for many minutes, covering
her entire backside with doggie cum, but his big ball was too big to fit
into her small opening.

   That was when Betsy surprised even herself.  She ordered the young woman
to give Bingo his first blowjob.  Somehow and Betsy wasn't sure how, but
she wound up on the floor with the two.  She watched Jenn act very timid
and uncertain at first, but that was when Betsy got tough.  After some very
strict orders and threats of another severe spanking, the young woman put
the dog cock in her mouth.  In the beginning, Jenn wiped and cleaned the
runny pre-cum off her face, but it kept streaming down her chin.

   Betsy grinned with the knowledge Bingo must have known his devoted bitch
was meant to fulfill his male needs.  His body was stiff and his legs were
paralyzed, as he let the passion build to immense proportions inside his
belly.  Betsy looked back and wondered what someone would have thought if
they witnessed the untamed lust.  Jenn was on her back with her head all
the way under Bingo and Besty was right beside her friend.  What amazed
Betsy most was that she had the big, black dildo in one hand and she was
rubbing it furiously up and down, through her pussy slit.

   Her eyes were glued on the cock-sucking and Betsy marveled at how much
Jenn actually got down her throat.  She watched Jenn expertly controlling
the blowjob, but then the young woman got the surprise of her life.  She
had one hand on Bingo's pulsating cock and her other arm was pinned around
the dog's front legs.

   Suddenly everything seemed to happen at once and in slow-motion. 
Bingo's ass-end jerked violently, most likely because he was getting close
to blowing his load.  Then his hind leg pawed a couple of times and
suddenly caught Jenn's arm.  Bingo was so powerful that his leg jerked her
hand off his thick cock-meat just as his hips thrust forward.

   Betsy had never seen Bingo's cock go all the way into a woman's mouth,
but she did that night.  Jenn choked and struggled with all her might, as
if to stay alive.  Bingo was in the midst of an orgasm and when his cock
eventually came out of Jenn's mouth, the stream of cum kept coming.  Betsy
noticed Jenn's pretty face covered with the fiery liquid, but at the time
the dildo was moving so furiously through her slit that she didn't really
understand everything.

   Finally Jenn got her arm free and she managed to wrap her fingers around
the flaming tool again.  Then she pointed it away from her face, but the
cum kept shooting out of the satisfied dog.

   Betsy remembered how the two women merely collapsed where they lay. 
Bingo walked over to his makeshift bed and then he licked himself clean. 
Betsy and Jenn watched for a few minutes, but suddenly realized they were
soaked with the remnants of the dog's climax.

   Jenn suggested they take a shower, which sounded like a great idea. 
When they stepped into the shower, Betsy noticed how Jenn's butt had
returned to her normal color, so she playfully spanked the young woman's
wet ass.  She never realized how horny Jenn was until the young woman fell
against her.  The shower was still running and Jenn wrapped her arms around
Betsy's neck.

   Betsy didn't know what else to do so she tenderly rubbed Jenn's ass and
her other hand went to the woman's crotch.  Jenn started humping her hand
immediately and then Betsy knew what to do.  She kicked Jenn's feet apart,
wide enough so that her pussy was exposed.  When her fingers slipped into
the immense wetness, Jenn's hips started jerking back and forth, as if she
was out of control.  Betsy instantly found the trigger and pulled the tiny
clitty out of the moisture.  She squeezed the bud with her fingers and
rolled it around, as fast as she could.

   The climax was swift and painless.  Jenn's entire body jerked wildly. 
The only way she stayed on her feet was because her arms were wrapped
around Betsy's neck.  At the end, all she could say was that she needed it
badly and how she felt like a real bitch.

   Now years later, Betsy thought of how she should have responded.  She
should have agreed with the woman because Jenn was Bingo's bitch.  The
young woman let her dog master have her whenever he wanted.  Betsy couldn't
remember if it was three or four more times, but each session certainly was
entertaining.  Then Betsy shivered remembering that she too was used by
Bingo.  It almost appeared like he wanted to prove his worthiness by
fucking every bitch in the vicinity.  'And he did,' Betsy mused with an
agreeing smile.

   Jenn also did a lot of talking during that final weekend.  She admitted
that one reason she wanted to come to New Orleans was to experience every
sexual adventure she had heard about without fear.  That included lesbian
lust and even a gangbang, but she never imagined sex with a dog.  The
revelations made them both laugh, as they thought of being nothing but sex
starved animals, no matter who they were with.

   By Monday morning, Betsy felt an extraordinary bond with Jenn, one that
resembled the one with Debbie.  Tuesday evening the two women had dinner
with Doris and GE and on Wednesday Jenn left for her next assignment in New
York.  Betsy remembered taking Jenn to the airport with Doris and then
feeling great sadness when the young woman departed.

   Leaving the airport with Doris afterwards, Betsy recalled how her dear
friend talked about Jennifer.  "She is very special.  A friend who would do
anything for a friend," Doris said.  "It's not often you meet such a
special lady."

   That was the first time Betsy had heard Doris call Jenn anything but a
girl.  "Did you tell her...  she was special?"

   Doris sat for a minute before replying.  "No," she said.  "But I'll fix
that on my next trip to New York."

   ***

   It was late summer and Betsy remembered going shopping with Doris.  They
were sitting in their favorite café by Jackson Square having a late lunch
when Doris went to the ladies room.  All of a sudden a man came to the
table and asked Betsy if he could sit down.  His request caught her
completely off guard and when she looked up at him, all she could think of
was how good looking he was.  She must have sounded like an utter idiot, as
she stammered and stuttered before nodding and motioning with her hand
because she couldn't speak.

   He started a conversation, which was nothing like a pickup thing and to
this day Betsy couldn't recall what it was about.  All she could do at the
time was dream about how nice it would be if he asked her out.  Suddenly
Doris returned, giving the man a strange look before sitting down in a
vacant chair from the next table.

   The man introduced himself and then returned to Betsy.  It was all so
heavenly and nothing like that ever happened when she was with Doris. 
Strangers always looked at Doris first and when they talked, it was to
Doris and not to anyone with her.  Suddenly this man talked to Betsy and
merely glanced at Doris every once in awhile, as a friendly gesture only.

   Betsy remembered having a strange, but wonderful, sensation in the back
of her mind the whole time.  She felt like she knew the man or, at least,
she should know who he was.  Finally the guy looked at his watch and said
he was sorry, but he had an appointment.  He asked for Betsy's phone number
and if it would be okay if he called her.  That too had never happened to
her, as any stranger would get Doris' number first.

   Before the man left, he went to the bar and suddenly two fresh drinks
appeared at their table.  "I think he's serious.  He's after you," Doris
said.  "My God!  I saw the way he looked at you."

   Betsy was just as surprised.  "That has never happened to me before.  He
won't call."

   Just then the waiter walked by and Doris signaled for the bill.  When he
told her that it was already paid, she was shocked.  "Who the fuck is he?
You know, my love...  I think we haven't seen the last of that man," Doris
whispered to Betsy.  "If he does call and you don't want him...  give him
my number."

   Without any more delay, Betsy was ready for the best chapter of her life
story.  He called!  Suddenly at the age of 34, Betsy realized her life was
complete.  Danny was that soul mate she had been searching for all her
life. All of a sudden she didn't feel like her life was a river to nowhere,
with lots of water going down a stream to fill an empty void.  She felt
Danny was the one to spend the rest of her life with and prayed he felt the
same way.

   They dated for a couple of weeks and each time she saw Danny, her heart
did that famous flip-flop of true love.  It made Betsy laugh out loud when
she recalled their fourth date.  At the time she thought, 'bullshit, I'm
going for it.' When she boldly asked him for sex, Danny picked her up like
a feather and carried her into the bedroom.  As strange as it seemed when
she reminisced about that night, it wasn't that the sex was good or bad; it
was just right.

   It was the best night of her life because it made her feel so good and
she willingly gave herself to the man she loved.  There were no
reservations or holding anything back.  She didn't have to since there was
only one man God had put on earth for her...  Danny!

   Betsy felt like Danny's mission in life was to please her.  After sex,
he held her.  Not just for a minute, or awhile.  He embraced her for a long
time and until she felt so much love and emotion that she was at peace. 
This was not a typical male trait and that was another reason Betsy knew
Danny was different.

   They continued to date and every time she saw Doris, her best friend
wanted every detail.  About three, maybe four months after she met Danny,
they were in bed on a Saturday morning.  It was raining and she didn't feel
like getting up.  All of a sudden it hit her.  She had met Danny before. 
He was the guy who was stealing her cab.  'Does he think I'm a total slut.
Oh my gawd,' she mused, 'what to do?'

   It was the funniest thing that ever happened to her.  She was staring
wild-eyed at Danny and he spoke.  "You finally remembered?"

   She could have died.  She was afraid he would change his mind or think
differently of her, but Danny quickly eliminated her fears.  "Deal!  The
past is the past," he whispered, holding onto both of her hands.  "There is
only the future.  Our future together!"

   She started crying, but not from unhappiness.  He was the one...  the
only one.  Danny was the man she had waited all her life to meet and he was
with her now.  They dated for another seven or eight months before he
proposed.  Betsy laughed at how their relationship transpired, as Danny
probably felt he had no choice.  At the time she was already redoing his
back yard.  She was planting flowers and bushes and making his place look
like it was homey and well lived in.  Then she started moving clothes in
and he must have decided it was time to get married.

   Danny was a psychiatrist and from what she learned, well respected and
highly regarded by his peers.  Suddenly Betsy knew God worked in strange
ways.  Now she had her very own therapist and would never have to wonder if
she was crazy or normal.  Whenever she glanced at Danny and saw his
devilish smile, she knew he was at it again.  But he was very diplomatic
and never gave the impression he was analyzing her.  Danny always stated
that the reason he fell in love with her was because she was his personal
life-long study.

   They discussed the past a little, but Danny never made it an issue.  He
revealed that when they met in the café by Jackson Square, he understood
right away about the relationship she had with Doris.  Apparently he could
tell they were in love by the way they looked at each other.  It made her
chuckle when Danny told her that he sat at a nearby table, awestruck by her
radiant beauty.  He remarked how he was almost too afraid to approach her
until Doris left the table.

   That gave Betsy the courage to tell him about Wendi and Jennifer and he
was perfectly okay with it all.  She reasoned that he didn't mind her
indiscreet affairs with another woman, but she didn't want to test his
acceptance of another man.  He merely joked about being sorry that there
was no man in his life, to which she slugged him for joking around.

   When Danny said that the past was the past, Betsy definitely agreed with
his analogy.  She vowed to do everything possible to make their
relationship work and it was a very happy day when Danny proposed to her.
It was with some hesitation and sadness that she remembered skipping the
Bingo part of her life story, but then she decided it was for the best. 
She was beginning the one chapter of her life that she cherished most of
all and didn't want to ruin it.

   Betsy thought of how funny it was that love finally made sense and she
understood the concept.  One of the things that Betsy loved most about
Danny was the way he analyzed her friends and the way he readily accepted
them.  Danny insisted that she remain close to Doris and he considered them
more like sisters than anything else.

   Danny willing went with her whenever Doris invited them on various
weekend trips and daylong visits to the beach.  Doris still had many
contacts who let her use their vacation places and she was one who loved
having company.  Betsy knew her best friend too well and knew it was a
matter of time before she paraded around topless or even completely nude.

   The first time Danny caught Doris topless took him by surprise, but he
quickly accepted it as a fact of life with her.  It happened one night when
he and Betsy were staying the night at Doris' after a small celebration
downtown.  They had too much to drink and felt it was safer staying at
Doris'.  The three were relaxing in the living room; it was late and the
wine was flowing like water.

   If he felt any discomfort, Danny didn't show it.  The two women sat on
either side of him on a sofa built for two.  Crowded between Betsy and
Doris, it soon became a contest to see which woman could tickle him enough
to make him laugh.  That wasn't too hard after a few glasses of wine and
the evening became one of jovial laughter and plenty of playful jostling.

   To this day Betsy wasn't exactly sure how it happened.  They all felt
very tipsy and someone suggested it was bedtime.  Danny was the guiding
force, as the three staggered upstairs.  He had to keep an arm around each
woman so they wouldn't fall and when they reached Doris' bedroom, she
purposely shoved him into her room.  "My bed is big enough for three. 
Let's sleep together tonight," she whispered.  "And no hanky panky...  you
two."

   All of a sudden Doris staggered across the room.  She reached the bed
and just threw herself down, landing spread-eagled on her stomach.  Betsy
noticed a concerned look on Danny's handsome face so she quickly put him at
ease.  "It's a big bed...  king-sized.  Lots of room for you and me," she
whispered.  Then she grabbed his hand and pulled him across to the bed. 
"Don't worry.  We share everything."

   Betsy knew Doris all too well.  She knew her friend was only teasing and
would never do anything to jeopardize her relationship with Danny.  That
brought back wonderful memories.  There were many times they slept together
without having sex and Betsy knew Doris didn't have any devious intentions.
She fondly remembered those wonderful nights when they slept in each
other's arms.

   Betsy put her arms around Danny and they collapsed onto the bed beside
Doris.  It was only a matter of minutes before she and Doris were asleep,
but it took Danny a little longer.  He lay behind Betsy who was facing
Doris and the two women had their arms around each other.  Danny stared at
the two sexy women and he wondered if he was the luckiest man in the world.

   Half asleep, or maybe half drunk, Betsy remembered waking to a rustling
noise.  It was about three or four in the morning and it took everything
she had to open her eyes.  When she did, she noticed Doris undressing.  "Go
back to sleep, love.  I'm just going to the bathroom," Doris whispered.

   Betsy recalled going back to sleep and then someone talking to her. 
"Let's get under the covers.  Here...  let me help," Doris whispered.  Then
Betsy remembered seeing Doris beside her and the woman was almost naked, as
she was only wearing panties.  In no time Doris stripped Betsy down to her
bra and panties and then they jumped under the sheets.

   The commotion woke Danny and he thoroughly enjoyed the view.  Doris
faced him, as she lay on her side, and he had a great view of modeling
perfection.  Even in the dim lighting he noticed her well-defined nipples
and although her tits were not as big as Betsy's, they were definitely a
nice handful, he mused.  He barely caught a glimpse of her lower region,
but it was enough to know the thong panty did not hide very much of her
beauty.

   All of a sudden Danny felt overdressed so he stripped down to his
shorts. He got under the covers and snuggled up to Betsy, feeling her
wiggle, as she shoved her backside tightly against his body.  They fell
asleep again and no one stirred until very late in the morning, when Betsy
and Doris got up.  Danny didn't want to get up and he simply lay in bed,
watching the two women strut around the room getting ready for another day.

   If there was one piece of attire that Danny was glad that had become
popular, it was the thong.  Besty often wore them and now he knew that
Doris did as well.  Watching the luscious asses so perfectly framed by the
skimpy garments was a delight.  He quickly decided there was no way he was
getting out of bed and miss the sexy display.

   Danny was in his own world of erotic daydreaming when the two women
jumped into bed with him.  They had been across the room, whispering to
themselves, but he never thought much of it until they ascended upon him.
Betsy jumped on him and quickly kissed him in a tantalizing manner.  Then
she pulled back far enough so she could give him the biggest, devious
smile. "We were wondering what you had on your mind," she whispered in a
soft, low voice.  "Maybe I should check it out...  see if the hardware is
up to the task."

   Both women laughed and immediately Danny was worried.  That morning he
realized that Doris loved showing off her tits.  She was only partially
dressed, as she had a skirt on already, but nothing on top.  Betsy was
dressed in bra and panties and suddenly he felt her arm slip under the
sheet.  There was obviously only one thing she was after and her dainty
hand swiftly grabbed his manhood, which was stirring by this time. 
"Huuuummm.  I see something has to be done.  Some work has to be done to
get your undivided attention," Betsy whispered.

   Blood surged to his penis and it quickly filled Betsy's small hand,
until her fist was wrapped around the hardened shaft.  Danny stared into
the paralyzing eyes and knew he was left powerless by Betsy's devilish
glare.  All of a sudden he felt something else and his heart rate
quickened. He didn't dare look away from Betsy, but her smirk told the
complete story.  Unless Betsy was double-jointed and had three hands, it
had to be Doris' hand squeezing his nuts.

   Suddenly Betsy's hand moved up and down very slowly.  "Oh my!  I think
Danny Boy wants something," she whispered.  "Doesn't he?"

   He swore they were working together to gang up on him.  His knob was
inside one hand, which was cupping it tightly.  Another hand pumped his rod
while pointing it straight up in the air.  "We could leave you like this,"
Betsy whispered, blowing him a kiss at the same time.  "Or..."

   Danny prayed harder than ever.  He knew that if she didn't stop soon,
his struggle was useless.  If there was one thing he was good at, it was
prolonging an orgasm.  Suddenly he had doubts and felt his stamina waning.
"You're lucky we have company...  or I'd do it," Betsy whispered.

   Danny was sort of sad when she let go.  His desire was at a point that
another second or two would have taken him over the top.  All of a sudden
Betsy put both of her hands on his cheeks and bent forward.  "I love you,"
she whispered and then kissed him on the lips.  Danny frantically wanted to
give her a loving embrace, but he couldn't rip his fingers out of the
bedding, as he clutched the sheets in desperation.

   There was no doubt now, as to who was touching his cock.  His eyes were
closed because of the heated kiss, but something very hot and wet was
embracing the flaming head of his pecker.  He assumed Doris was using her
tongue on him and she was coating the head with an abundant amount of spit.
Abruptly both women jumped up and rushed into the bathroom, leaving Danny
panting for more breath.  He didn't dare move a muscle and all he could do
was stare down at the noticeable protrusion in the sheet.

   ***

   Betsy still remembered that night, as a defining moment in her
relationship with Danny.  Although they planned getting married, she was
still learning things about him.  His devotion towards her never wavered
and she was forever grateful for his love and understanding.  She had many
skeletons in the closet, which she knew could be brought out in the open,
and Danny would understand.  He never resented her being so close to Doris
and also her friendships with GE and Jenn.

   She loved the times Danny held her in his arms.  Whether he knew it or
not, that was one way of getting to a woman's heart, and it certainly
worked on her.  Betsy reasoned it was his shrink mentality that enabled
Danny to easily accept her past and also her close friends.

   Shortly after that night at Doris', she lay in Danny's arms and they
talked.  "I don't think she's too old.  She could still model," Danny
remarked.  "She has nice tits."

   Betsy found it charming that Danny never talked about another woman in
loving, endearing terms, like he used with her.  She had breasts, or boobs,
but other women had tits or knockers.  The one person that Danny saw
through right away was GE.  When they met the first time, he warned her
about doing anything that might harm his girlfriend and she never doubted
it for a second.  Danny liked Jenn a lot.  He saw her innocence and
confirmed what Betsy already knew about the young woman.

   Betsy desperately wanted to continue this chapter of her life story, but
time was against her.  She needed a break from her dramatic daydream and
relished the thought of continuing with her new life with Danny.  There was
still the marriage to come and also a couple of things to bring up that she
wasn't very proud of.

   THE END

   I plan on doing one more chapter, which will bring everyone up to date
on Betsy's life story.  She turns 40 on May 10th, and that will start a new
chapter in her life.  

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