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You know, I get access to a private room to view those things, and so I got a real kick out of that flirting you got into, you tease, you. \par Sounds like finances are tighter. Shit. You\rquote re going to have to cut back on the discretionary treats. Remember, entertainment from the right hand is always free. Har, har. \par I know I'm fighting for you and every other American over here, but life over here is SO boring. Boring and scary at the same time. I don\rquote t want to give you repetitive details so I\rquote m going to sign off. \par Miss you a lot. \par Get Ricca to man the camera for you again. I\rquote d love to get another home video. \par Jack.}{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 \par \par Video 2 \par \'93Hi again, Jack. It\rquote s me again, as you can see\'85 heh. Ricca is behind the camera again. Come over here and say hi to Jack, Ricca\'94. \par Ricca comes into view and plops next to her friend Charlotte on the cushy sofa. \par \'93Hi Jack. I miss you, you know. I\rquote m trying to keep {\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname place}}{\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname City}}Charlotte{\*\xmlclose}{\*\xmlclose} on the straight and narrow for you, which is pretty effortl ess actually, cause she\rquote s a lamb. Can\rquote t do much about her spending. But we\rquote re having fun together. Anyway, I\rquote m going to stay behind the camera and keep this show of hers about her, for you. \par She goes back and picks up the camera. \par They are in the living room of a simple apartment. Behind the couch is a shaded window, to the side a small stand with a lamp and in the forground, a cluttered coffee table. \par {\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname place}}{\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname City}}Charlotte{\*\xmlclose}{\*\xmlclose} says, \'93So here\rquote s what I\rquote ve been doing. Worked. Went to the mall with Ricca. Worked. Watched movies. Worked. Mall with Ricca. It\rquote s kinda like that all the time.\'94 \par Pause. Yawn. \par \'93Oh yeah. Laundry, bills, stuff like that you know. You\rquote re not missing much here. Except me! And I miss you too, baby. \par {\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname place}}{\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname City}}Charlotte{\*\xmlclose}{\*\xmlclose} stretches, leans forward. \par \'93I told Ricca about your \'93right hand\'94 joke. Girls don\rquote t do that, you rude boy.\'94 There is a giggle from {\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname place}}{\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname City}}Charlotte{\*\xmlclose}{\*\xmlclose} , a snort from Ricca. \'93Actually, I told her about the jackrabbit toy you left me with.\'94 Sly look. \'93That thing WORKS, baby. I gotta get new batteries soon\'94. \par She blushes. \par \'93There. You happy now, Ricca? I didn\rquote t want to bring that up, Jack. It\rquote s embarrassing, I mean. But I did kind of talk with Ricca. You know how we are. And she gets everything out of me. Don\rquote t give me that look, Ricca, you know you do.\'94 Pause. \'93She wants a jackrabbit for herself.\'94 Laughs. \'93Anyway she said I should tell you I use it. She even said I should tell you exactly how I use it,\'94 Squirms. \'93I don\rquote t }{ \i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 think}{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 so\'85 But baby, you don\rquote t even get to use your hand do you, where you are. Poor baby.\'94 Pouts. Giggles. Glares at Ricca who has zoomed in with the camera. \par \'93Anyway. I gotta go. I just wanted to say hi, you know. And tell you I miss you. \par Here are some kisses for you\'94. {\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname place}}{\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname City}}Charlotte{\*\xmlclose}{\*\xmlclose} gives exaggerated kisses toward the camera. \par Then she blushes again. Watching Ricca, she takes a throw pillow and tucks it tightly between the legs of her jeans, squeezing it. She laughs awkwardly. \par \'93Ricca cut it OUT\'85 Jack, she\rquote s rubbing her crotch. She\rquote s saying I should show you something\'85explicit. Ricca, turn off the camera.\'94 \par {\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname place}}{\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname City}}Charlotte{\*\xmlclose}{\*\xmlclose} sits still as the camera stays on. Exasperated, she relents. OK, nasty girl. Nasty boy. I\rquote ll give you this.\'94 \par She holds two fingers up together and runs the tip of her tongue slowly up the length, then lowers her mouth slowly, completely over them, sucking and groaning as she raises her head up again. She gives three quick bobs up and down. \par \'93Feel me, baby\'94. Blushing again, she says to Ricca, \'93OK, end of show. Turn it off now.\'94 \par \'93Turn it OFF!\'94 Laughing but red with anger, she darts off the couch and out of the room as Ricca tries to pan around to follow her. \par \par *** \par \par Charlotte and Jack had decided to marry just befo re he was deployed to the Mid-East. They had been dating for almost a year and were hot and heavy together. He was lean and muscled, always respectful and a little on the serious side. They found compatibility in shared goals and a love of adventure. T hey hiked the steepest trails, went to the most out of the way ethnic restaurants and selected edgy movies. He took adventurousness several more steps, with his skydiving, whitewater paddling and militarism, and seemed to approach it all a little grimly, but she found it all endearing. They had OK sex, but he wanted to go farther past the conventional practices than she was comfortable with. Most of all though, she found in him a sense of security and a mainstream, stable future. He had come into her f ocus after a period of loneliness when she and her closest friend Ricca had been out of touch for years. Later when he was deployed, Jack was happy to leave his wife in Ricca\rquote s hands. \par \par Ricca had been Jack\rquote s girlfriend once for a short time. She too was fearless, but in an unrestrained, joyous way. As teenagers the girls would have contests seeing who could do the most embarrassing things in public. {\*\xmlopen\xmlns1 {\factoidname place}}{\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname City}}Charlotte{\*\xmlclose}{\*\xmlclose} would convulse in spasmodic tics for instance, and Ricca would sing and dance on the street corner. Ricca was always willing to take it further, and {\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname place}}{\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname City}}Charlotte{\*\xmlclose}{\*\xmlclose} sometimes felt carried along by her unrestrained verve. They would spur and congratulate each other with the words \'93So}{ \i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 wicked!}{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 \'94 which always brought shrieking laughs. As teenagers, she became increasingly aware of how their antics separated them from their peers, and found that Ricca usually trumped her in being more daring. Their close contact ended abruptly when Ricca was sent to boarding school. From there she went to college while {\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname place}}{\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname City}}Charlotte{\*\xmlclose}{\*\xmlclose} labored in menial jobs near home. When Ricca returned to town she seemed unable to find a professional direction or new friends. The two gradually returned to an easy friendship. They shared a certain difficulty finding a confident path around the ad ult world, and found comfort with each other, though they never acknowledged this. \par \par {\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname place}}{\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname City}}Charlotte{\*\xmlclose}{\*\xmlclose} has perplexing memories of their last day together as teens. They never discussed it. They spent a long, late-summer day at the local {\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname place}}{\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname State}}Florida{\*\xmlclose}{\*\xmlclose} amusement park, ta king in all the rides, going all-out on the games and contests. Ricca had money for the two of them and was treating, grandly. They were celebrating the end of summer. \par \par They were on their way to Ricca's house in time for the strict deadline her parents had set. {\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname place}}{\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname City}}Charlotte{\*\xmlclose}{\*\xmlclose} was unconcerned. Her parents had no interest in her whereabouts, much less her return time. Walking from the bus stop, they were hit by a cloudburst and broke into a laughing run. They staggered to her front door, gasping for breath a nd each laughing shrilly at the drenched look of the other. The house was empty and hushed when they went in. It was from this point that Charlotte had difficulty putting events together. \par \par \'93We need to shower. Mom and Dad aren\rquote t here. We\rquote re going to use theirs\'94. Ricca\rquote s parents had an ostentatious master bedroom suite, with a sitting area across from the bed, a huge bathroom with a marble-lined shower for two. \par \par \'93Why don\rquote t you use that one? I\rquote ll just go in the one you always use.\'94 It was a familiar situation, with Ricca prompting her to do something desirable but at least a little forbidden. \par \par \'93No. Come on. You told me you wanted to try that shower and now\rquote s your chance. We\rquote ll go in together and be out before they get back. They never said it was off-limits anyway.\'94 \par \par So Charlotte found herself enjoying the strong, hot spray in the confined, steamy space. They showered quietly. It was rare for them to be undressed together, and awkward. At least it was for Charlotte. She stole curious glances at R icca. Ricca seemed so comfortable in her body, with all its lively, sexy beauty, now soaped and shining. She had thick, blond hair and a tall, athletic build, strong, but still womanly. Her breasts were somewhat large and improbably firm, Charlotte saw again. \par \par She was acutely aware of Ricca taking unconcealed looks at her. Charlotte too was attractive, she knew, but was taking a much longer time to become completely comfortable with her womanly shape. She had straight, long black hair with bangs, and a body with soft contours. \par \par Looking back, her memory is of the thick steam, the soap smell, the hiss of the spray, the moist heat and slippery skin all making for a heady mix. The specifics though, were as foggy as air had been. It is like trying to recal l a fading dream, and she suspected that her own imagination had filled in much of it. \par \par The unspoken mutual attraction created some tension as they washed, rinsed, and turned around in the hot spray, trying to let it relax them. Rather than settling down as they should however, it seemed to Charlotte that atmosphere was getting more taut. She found Ricca with her eyes locked onto her, pointedly rubbing her sudsy breasts, the nipples seeming huge in their erect state. Charlotte turned around to ignore aw ay the embarrassing gesture. \par \par She remembers toweling off, and the two of them wrapped in towels. She remembers stepping out into the master bedroom and jumping with surprise. There, sitting silently, staring with fury, were Ricca\rquote s parents. \par \par They said some stern words which made it clear to how Ricca had gotten all the money they had spent that day. She had taken it. She remembers feeling terrible for her friend, scared for herself, and altogether unsettled in a way she had never experience d. \par \par Ricca's parents, who were English, seemed archly conservative, and a rather stern. Ricca had stolen from them before, and had been caught before. It had puzzled Charlotte how her parents responded, because her friend was never grounded. \par \par She remembers being addressed by the father. \'93Charlotte, your discipline will be up to your parents but as you participated in this at our house, we will discipline Ricca while you are here. Please wait outside the room\'94. \par \par Charlotte went out, closed the door, and stood riveted. From the mom, she could hear something about "Your father and I\'85. it's always been his job\'85 after what you've done today\'85 both of us\'85.\'94 From the dad there clipped words and a no-nonsense tone. There was a long silent pause, and then the unmistakable sound. Spanking. \par \par Charlotte's parents had never used spanking, and so she never understood the basis for her secret, interest in the subject. It had long been something of a lightning-rod topic in her fevered half-dreams when she was on the ve rge of unsettled sleep. Both ashamed of the fantasy and thrilled by it, she found it never faded. \par \par Here, suddenly, with her friend subjected to this humiliation just inside the door, the effect on her was electric. Riveted, she listened to the slaps. In her mind she visualized the scene. She saw in her mind Ricca, standing at the back of a chair. She was bending steeply over it. There was the riding up of the towel and the full exposure of her bottom. There was the silent pause, her parents at eithe r side. \par \par Charlotte could hardly breathe. Looking back, she can remembers reeling a bit at the ringing sound of the smacks. She pictured the father delivered spanks with an efficient, somehow almost tender movement. She imagined Ricca\rquote s breasts swinging, pulling at the knot of her towel. Most of all, she remembers the stirring within herself as she heard and pictured her friend\rquote s submission. \par \par There is the memory of Ricca coming out, now holding the towel around herself, an expression clearly pained, but too complex to read otherwise. Going Ricca\rquote s room next door, they stood in awkward silence as the parents\rquote murmurings came through the wall. Ricca flopped down on the bed, face in the pillows. Not knowing what to do, Charlotte knelt on the bed next to her. Trying to find a way to give comfort, she could only stare riveted at Ricca\rquote s bottom. She can recall Ricca taking a jar of cold cream and handing it back. Charlotte took some out and slid the towel up. She began spreading the cool salve over the bri ght pink globes, so heated and round under her hands. There was increasing noise from next door, a soft, rhythmic bumping and a sing-song crying from the mom. \par \par Charlotte was almost vibrating from her disquieting arousal. The one image most vivid is of resting her hands over Ricca\rquote s oiled buttocks, and watching them begin to move slowly. As if with a Ouji board, she did not know whether it was from her effort or Ricca\rquote s that the hands and buttocks together slowly came up and apart. She could see the oh- so-private labia, swollen and dewy, crowned by the little anus, all like a mystical treasure. The sense was of it all being overheated. Like a pastry from an oven, it seemed too steamy to touch and too luscious to resist. Silently, trembling, she broug h t her face closer, seeming to feel the moist warmth emanating. Studying each detail, she found herself gently squeezing the buns and then blowing a cool stream of air over the hottest inner parts. Ricca grunted and raised her hips up high. The noises o f the sex next door reached a crescendo. Charlotte could not bear it any more. \par \par As if shocked by high voltage she hopped back, the thrill simply too disturbing. She threw on her own nightie and paced a bit. Not knowing what else to do, she crawled into Ricca\rquote s bed, staying at the furthest edge. The girls maintained their silence in the embarrassment as they tried to sleep through a night of restless agitation. \par \par The next day Ricca was sent to some relatives, and from there to boarding school. They kept up sparse contact. Ricca went to college and finally returned to town. They spent some awkward time together before finally regenerating the close friendship after Jack deployed. But they never made overt mention of that murky night, and Charlotte \rquote s sense was of there being something yet unfinished. \par \par *** \par \par }{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 To: Charlotte@home \par \par From: jack.iniraq.com \par \par Subject: Miss You 2 \par \par Baby, \par As worried as I am about getting shot up around here I worry about our money. Baby, you know how tight it is. But you keep shopping! And eating out. And spending on God-knows-what. I just keep seeing the credit balance balloon. Just get some sense, will you? I don\rquote t know if Ricca can help me talk some sense into you or if she\rquote s part of the problem. I love you but I\rquote m more afraid of bankruptcy than almost anything. \par \par Your video was great. I should tell you I appreciated the news and your voice and all, but it\rquote s your lips and the sucking that can\rquote t get out of my head. I don\rquote t mind that Ricca was watching you. Have mercy! But I love it. \par Jack. \par }{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 \par ----------------------- \par \par Video 3 \par \par Ricca is on the couch again. She is wearing a simple T-shirt and loose shorts. The coffee table has been cleared. \'93Hey again, baby. It\rquote s me\'94. She laughs at herself. She pauses. \par \'93You know, I never know what to say when the camera comes on. Ricca\rquote s here again. We been hanging out a lot. Went to the amusement park, the pool\'85of course the mall. I\rquote m trying to be smart with the money Jack. It\rquote s just, I don\rquote t know, like\'85you know\'85well, a lot of the things I get are for you when you get back. Like, we have a new TV now you\rquote re going to love.\'94 \par She leans forward. \'93I miss you. Especially at night. So you liked that finger thing I did, huh? I thought I shouldn\rquote t make you more frustrated than you are, but Ricca says I should show you more.\'94 \par Ricca interrupts by leaning into view, leering and saying, \'93She gave you another place to hang your towel for a while there, huh, Jack?\'94 \par Charlotte laughs. \'93Maybe should be a video porn star. I don\rquote t }{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 think}{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 so. Anyway, I get kind of frustrated too. I lie in bed and kind of\'85\'94 She rubs her hands slowly up her body and eventually to her breasts. She squeezes and rubs her breasts. \'93I kinda keep myself company and I imagine your hands are on me like this.\'94 She lets her eyes close as the rubbing of her breasts to the gentle kneading of her nipples through the cloth. She opens her eyes and says to Ricca: \'93You still think I should? Ricca says I should show you my tits\'94. She reddens. \'93 You gotta swear not to let this tape get out, OK baby? Swear?\'94 \par She lifts the T-shirt over her head. Her bra is light blue, ordinary. She unfastens the clasp and hesitates before silently removing it. She sits stock-still, silently adjusting to what she is doing. Behind the camera Ri cca clears her throat loudly and Charlotte is reminded to go back into a playful attitude. She smiles bravely and lifts her breasts up and forward. \par \'93See my tits honey? My tits miss you.\'94 \par She wets her fingers in her mouth and gently rubs at both nipples, looking down at herself. \'93See my hard nipples baby?\'94 \par She titters at her own silly words but is showing another response too, with halting breathing and a rapt expression as she enjoys the caresses for a minute. Again, she comes back from her reverie to r edden and laugh with embarrassment. She looks to Ricca and several expressions pass over her face in the span of few seconds. \par Ricca says in a carefree voice, \'93It\rquote s OK, Charlotte. He\rquote s your husband and I\rquote m your best friend, right? You\rquote re just being playful. No one\rquote s going to see this but us. C\rquote mon now, show him some more.\'94 \par At this prompting Charlotte stands and unfastens her shorts. She lets them fall, showing her full figure clad only in thin cotton panties. The playful attitude does not quite come b ack. She turns slowly but completes the revolution more hurriedly. She looks down and begins pulling the panties up. They pull against her crotch and show dampness at the bottom. In response to the pressure there and in spite of her shyness, she suck s in her breath. \par Ricca too is heard sucking in her breath. This seems just a bit too much for Charlotte, who flops back down to the couch and quickly wraps up the show. \'93If I even let Ricca take this tape out of the house you have to keep it under lock an d key, Jack. Anyway, I love you. Don\rquote t get shot. Keep emailing me.\'94 \par }\pard \ql \li0\ri0\nowidctlpar\brdrt\brdrs\brdrw60\brsp20 \brdrb\brdrs\brdrw60\brsp20 \wrapdefault\faauto\rin0\lin0\rtlgutter\itap0 {\kerning28\insrsid14439147 \par }{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 To: }{\i\ul\kerning28\insrsid14439147 Charlotte@home}{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 \par \par From: jack.iniraq.com \par \par Subject: Miss You 3 \par Well I have a little break. The other day was really brutal. It\rquote s horrible here baby. Remember when I was in training? All the military stuff seemed so RIGHT. Now it still seems so right but there isn\rquote t any more thrill. Something \rquote s been taken out of it. I don\rquote t want to tell you any of the bad stuff though. I get through. I can\rquote t wait to come home to what I\rquote m fighting to protect. \par The one bright spot is the access to the private room, which I\rquote m not going to tell any more about in email. But anyway, I get to see the same video several times. I love it. I\rquote m glad you sent it. I\rquote ll take more, please. And don \rquote t worry about Ricca. It seems like you\rquote re uncomfortable with her there but I\rquote m not. Maybe it adds something (ha-ha). \par Man I almost wish I didn\rquote t get to see the credit card balances. I don\rquote t know what you\rquote re doing. If I even make it back, we\rquote re going to be living in the gutter if you don\rquote t stop spending like you\rquote re some kind of millionaire. You have to get control of that stuff. I mean it. Ricca, you tell her. \par Take care. I love you. \par Jack}{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 \par \par Video 4 \par Charlott e is back on the couch. Ricca is sitting at the other end, having left the video camera on a tripod. Ricca is wearing a loose cotton top with no bra, and a comfortable, worn, loose skirt. Charlotte has a pressed blouse, a blazer, a long black skirt, st ockings and heals. \par \'93Hi baby\'94, Charlotte says. \'93Ricca and I have been having a great time. We put a little planning into my video for you and I hope you like it. I told her you were mad at me about the spending. She said I should do what I can to make yo u happy, so I put on my good suit to look my best\'94. \par Both girls giggle. \'93Do you like it?\'94 Charlotte stands and turns around slowly, running her hands down her hips. She sits and pouts. \'93It\rquote s hot. I\rquote m not used to it. Ricca gets to wear her comfy stuff\'94. \par }\pard \ql \li0\ri0\nowidctlpar\wrapdefault\faauto\rin0\lin0\itap0 {\kerning28\insrsid14439147 Ricca pipes in. \'93Hi Jack. I\rquote m keeping close track of your wife for you. I\rquote m going to keep her in line but I gotta tell you. There isn \rquote t much to do here without spending a little money, you know. Anyways, I told her she has to show you her best. To make it up to you. I guess she doesn\rquote t always put out in the ways you want, right?\'94 \par Charlotte shows surprise and hurt that her friend would come out with something apparently disclosed in confidence. She gives Ricca a firm, backhanded slap on the shoulder. Ricca\rquote s response to this is to give a long, cool stare, causing Charlotte to soon turn back toward the camera, looking as if admonished. \par Ricca adjusts her expression again for the camera. \'93Anyway, seems like the camera loosens her up some, so we planned a little staging here.\'94 \par She stands and steps aside with a sweeping \'93I present to you\'94 gesture bringing attention back to Charlotte. \par Charlotte is a little flustered, not knowing what to say. She pats the couch next to her and invites Ricca to return. Ricca sits back down. \par Charlotte relaxes, stands and takes off the blazer with an exaggerated \'93whew!\'94, and both giggle a bit as she sits back down. \par \'93Well, we\rquote ve been watching TV a lot you know. Um, we\rquote ve been going to the gym, stuff like that, you know\'94. \par Charlotte pauses to think of what to say and Ricca prompts, \'93She\rquote s been going to her stupid job, we went to the mall }{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 without }{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 spending anything for once.\'94 \par Charlotte again: \'93At least one time we didn\rquote t.\'94 She is happy for the help in keeping the talk going. \'93And we\rquote ve been playing Monopoly a lot. And some of our old games\'94. \par \'93Oh yeah\'94, She pauses, swallows, and smiles slyly as she says, \'93I miss you the most at night, baby. Remember my last sendoff? I think about that stuff\'94. The girls look to each other and giggle. \'93I get kind of\'85 }{ \i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 bothered}{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 , you know?\'94 As she says this she rubs her hands up her torso and squeezes her own breasts. The girls laugh again as she plays out the planned scene. \par After another pause Charlotte pouts. \'93It\rquote s too hot.\'94 She stands and begins unbuttoning her blouse. \'93You don\rquote t mind if I take this off, do you baby?\'94 she purrs. \par Ricca leans back and observes quietly as Charlotte slowly peels off her top. She has a lacey half-bra, which comes under her breasts and seems to offer the exposed nipples outwards. \par She looks down at this and laughs, clearly not used to this kind of thing. She stands a bit awkwardly, then begins working at the fastener on her skirt. \par \'93Ricca, you just get to sit there as cool as you please. }{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 I}{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 get to take this off, don\rquote t I?\'94 she pleads, back into the play-acting. \par Straight-faced, Ricca pretends to consider and then nods her permission. She watches as Charlotte seems to have trouble moving the zipper at her side more that several inches. She tries to slide the skirt downwards as she wiggles her hips, gradually turning as she does so. With her rear end to the camera she is able to move it slowly down her buttocks. She bends over as she does so and looks back to the camera coyly. The dress slides to t he floor, revealing a thong and a garter belt over the stockings. She straightens and continues looking back, red in the face as she allows her butt to be gazed-upon. She seems to look to Ricca who nods, and Charlotte sits back down, apparently relieved to have this part over with. \par \'93It\rquote s been nothing but sunny around here every day. Usually I got the A/C turned up high.\'94 This attempt to get newsy again fades quickly. \par \'93This is new lingerie. I thought you might like to see me in it. I was over at Ricca\rquote s you know, looking at hers. She\rquote s got a }{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 collection}{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 , I mean, like\'85 huge. I was trying stuff on.\'94 Again she looks to Ricca who remains inscrutable, smiling a bit to give Charlotte permission to go on. \par \'93}{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 We}{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 were trying stuff on and, um, goofing off and stuff. It was fun. I\rquote m going to be a lingerie-girl from now on, Jack.\'94 \par \'93I thought you would like these things the best\'85 I almost chose the panties Ricca is wearing now.\'94 \par Swallowing hard again, she tries in a high, soft, hesitant voice, \'93Show him, Ricca\'94. \par She fidgets as Ricca gazes stonily at her without answering. \par Suddenly Ricca stands. She looks to the camera and calmly pulls her top over her head. She smiles as Charlotte\rquote s expression registers a bit of surprise at the freely bare, proud breasts. Ricca pul ls the skirt down and steps out. She is wearing tight shorts, which clearly reveal her genital crack. She turns around to show the high-cut back, giving her hips a few slow seductive swings. Turning again, she pulls up at the panties as Charlotte did i n the earlier video. She smiles. She gives several tugs, evidently stimulating her clitoris as her labia swell out the sides. She seems to be showing Charlotte how to do it as she unflinchingly spreads her knees, pushes her crotch toward the camera and groans in pleasure as she continues the self-stimulation. Charlotte\rquote s mouth is agape. \par As Ricca sits back down, Charlotte does not hide her interest until she realizes she is staring, and blushes hard again. Her discomfort contrasts with Ricca\rquote s contented poise and her \'93now top that\'94 expression. \par Charlotte finally brightens and hisses to her fiend, \'93}{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 So wicked!}{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 \'94 bringing both to laugh at the old familiar line. \par Charlotte seems to take her friend\rquote s silent dare. She adopts a sultry expression toward the camera. "You like that, Jack? You like to see our friend like that? She draws her knees up and apart, placing her heels at the edge of the couch. "Want to see your wife like this?" \par Ricca, takes a throw pillow and has Charlotte place it under her hips. This brings Charlotte\rquote s whole, wide-open crotch into full view, obstructed only by the strip of the thong, narrowing to a scant ribbon at the space below her vagina. The dark stockings serve to frame the area and set off the creamy color of her skin. Yet again, Charlotte \rquote s face grows scarlet, but it goes out of view as Ricca returns to the camera and zooms down to the sweet spot. \par Charlotte summons her courage and purrs, \'93Is this what you really miss, baby?\'94 She takes her finger and, from underneath, pulls the thong aside. \par She stays in this position for a while. There are whispers. The word \'93wicked\'94 is audible once. \par \'93Here\rquote s what I want you to do, baby\'94. She draws a finger slowly up across her vagina, down and back up again. \'93Baby, I want you to do this.\'94 She brings some the ample juices to a swollen clitoris, which she simply pushes. \'93 And this\'94. \par She begins working her clitoris in slow circles. \'93I want your\'85\'94 She works it a bit more and tries again: \'93I want\'85Oh!\'94 \par Charlotte gives up on talking. Her thumb and forefinger are gently squeezing her clitoris. Her breathing is rapid and her hips begin twitching upward. \par There is no more play-acting, and the shyness is gone as she is taken over by the arousal. \par Her labia are pouting outward and she rubs them several times, again spreading the clear, slippery juice upwards to the clit, which she then tweaks back and forth as her hips begin rhythmically bucking. \par She gives the whole area a rapid gentle patter with several fingers, making a wet drumming sound. She goes back to the clit, back to the labia. \par The camera zooms back and tilts upward, so that Charlotte's face is included in the view again. She eyes are squeezed shut but Ricca's voice says softly, "Look here, Charlotte. Look at Jack now honey." \par Charlotte manages to look to the camera. Her face registers shock at what she is doing with herself but she does not slow down. The movement of her hips is spasmodic. She is hovering at a high plateau of arousal but never reaching a peak. \par Eyes locked on the camera, more senseless exclamations come out. "Oh! Uh...Ah!" \par He eyes go shut again and in her gasping, she mutters, \'93Oh\'85Ricca\'94. \par At this she abruptly stops. She puts her feet down and draws her hips back. \par \'93Ricca turn the camera off. Turn it off. Turn it OFF.\'94 \par \par The image goes black. When it comes on again, the girls are sitting on the couch. They are holding glasses of wine. Ricca has her clothes back on and Charlotte is wearing pajamas. \par Charlotte looks at the floor as she speaks. \'93Jack, I'm going to send this tape to you. I didn't want to. Ricca says I should". \par She looks up. "Jack, I love you. Nothing's going to take that away. I think of you all the time. At the same time, I love Ricca too. Not in the same way. I don't want you to think I'm a lez o r something, but we love each other the way girls can. Why I said her name a while ago when I was...well...you know, anything can come out when you're...like that." \par Charlotte looks around the room. "Ricca and I, we were talking for long time just now. Jack, I'll do anything for you. Anything to keep you. I know I've made you so mad with the way I am about money, and I'll do whatever I need to." \par She pauses to smile slyly. "I might even make another video for you. I mean, we might make another video. But that's just the thing. It's like Ricca is in everything I do. And I want her to be. But what about you?" \par Ricca holds Charlotte's hand. Charlotte pushes on. "Rick, I wish you could be here. I'm so confused. At the same time I happy. I mean, not as happy as I'll be when you get back but, you know, like...more free and whole, and... more sexy I guess, and, well, kind of more complete. I even feel like I can be a better wife." \par At this, Ricca shows a trace of a frown. \par When Charlotte remains quiet, Ricca comes in. "Jack, I know you're sacrificing everything in Iraq, and I'm here to tell you I won't let you sacrifice your marriage too. But everything you love about Charlotte, I love too. And everything about her that heats you up? Well she heats me up too." \par At this, both girls go crimson, and then laugh to each other. "So if you want me to disappear, well, I just do that, I guess, but you know, I think you're a good guy and so when you come back, well... Anyway, we can't say much more than this. It's confusing for me too, and believe me, I don't confuse easily." \par This time Ricca trails off and Charlotte comes in. "Well we better close off then. Be safe. Write. I love you." \par Ricca gets up and shuts off the camera. \par \par *** \par \par }{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 To: Charlotte@home \par \par From: jack.iniraq.com \par \par Subject: You stop or we stop \par \par Charlotte, \par I can't deal with this. Fuck! I'm fighting a war, you might remember. Do with Ricca what you want. I respect her. She's straight up. \par I'll get right to it. Ricca doesn\rquote t threaten our marriage but YOUR SPENDING DOES. I'm not going to have it. \par Jesusfuckingchrist I told you before we married that I don't fear anything in life except bankruptcy. And that's what you're bringing us. That lingerie I saw, that must have been a hundredth of what you bought at that one store. Remember, I see the statement online. I never knew they'd let you build that much debt but, Fuck! We are never going to pay it off. What are you taking me for? \par If I was there I\rquote d deal with you and straighten this right out, but I can\rquote t do much from here. \par So here is what\rquote s going to happen. Either you do something dramatically different, and you show me something totally rea ssuring, or I'm gone. I have other shit I have to focus on here. Sorry, but that's how it is. You just put our marriage on a crash course and it\rquote s up to you to pull it out. Maybe Ricca can help but that\rquote s up to you. \par Oh. The tape. You are SO FUCKING {\*\xmlopen\xmlns1{\factoidname stockticker}}HOT{\*\xmlclose}. Makes me want to whack you and fuck you at the same time. How come you were never bold like that with me? \par I love you. That, and your tape mix me up a little but still, you have to know how serious I am. \par Jack. \par }{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 \par *** \par \par Video 5 \par The girls are sitting on t he couch. Before them on the coffee table lie a credit card, scissors, and a towel. Ricca is wearing business attire with a rather short skirt. The tops of her stockings can just be seen. Her blouse is open down to where it can be seen again that she is bra-less. She is casually running a wooden brush through her hair. \par Charlotte wears a bathrobe and is looking demurely at the floor. \par Ricca speaks. \'93Jack. Charlotte and I have been talking a lot. You need to know that she understood your email perfectly well. She shared it with me too. Jack, you know I like Charlotte a lot. I like you a lot too. I\rquote m not going to let myself be a part you two breaking up. So I have to tell you something first. A little of the crazy spending your wife has gotten into has been with me. Not all of it, but some. But that won\rquote t happen any more, you have my word. She\rquote s taking control because I\rquote m taking control. Now Charlotte has something to say.\'94 \par Charlotte looks to the camera. \'93Jack, I love you. I feel so bad about what I\rquote ve done. I feel like I\rquote ve been cheating you.\'94 \par Charlotte begins talking about her contrition. She goes into her resolve to control her spending. She pauses, and begins again when Ricca nudges her. \'93Ricca said that I should tell you about how I feel bad about how I\rquote ve been with you, you know, sexually. You always wanted to do more and I never wanted to. It\rquote s crazy and backwards, but being on this camera changes me a little. Maybe having Ricca here does that too. You\rquote ve always been nice about it , but I know my shyness was taking something out of, you know, out of our\'85sex.\'94 \par She looks to Ricca, who puts her brush down on the couch. \'93Well the money is the main thing. But we thought we could show you that Charlotte\rquote s taking some, um, atonement, and that she\rquote s coming around in two ways. And since you don \rquote t seem to mind it, we thought the two of us together could give you some more fun stuff at the same time.\'94 \par \'93You ready, Charlotte?\'94 Charlotte nods. \'93Take the card now, Charlotte.\'94 \par Charlotte picks up the credit card and the scissors. \'93Baby, I don\rquote t know how I\rquote m going to live without this thing, I really don\rquote t. But I know I don\rquote t want to live without you.\'94 \par Ricca shows a momentary but unmistakably sour expression. \par Charlotte slowly cuts the credit card into several pieces, drops them to the side and leans back, looking pensive. \par Some moments pass, and Ricca prompts, \'93So that takes care of any more spending. What about all the crazy spending you already did?\'94 \par \'93I spent a lot, I know. And I can\rquote t return anything.\'94 \par \'93And what are you going to do about that?\'94 \par \'93Pay it off, somehow.\'94 \par \'93And?\'94 \par \'93And show how bad I feel, and that I\rquote ve gotten some\'85some discipline.\'94 \par \'93Discipline?\'94 \par \'93Yeah. Self-discipline.\'94 \par \'93Self-discipline. Is that all?\rquote \par \'93Well, also the other kind.\'94 \par \'93What does that mean, Charlotte?\'94 \par Charlotte is quiet. She does not appear to be play-acting as she fidgets. Ricca is sitting erect, facing her, with the attitude of a caring superior. \par Eventually Charlotte whispers, \'93It means I\rquote m going to be spanked.\'94 \par At these words, both girls redden. The tension in the has ratcheted up. Both seem to feel this is more than putting on a show. \par \'93Again, Charlotte. Louder\'94. \par Charlotte seems to be collecting herself, and turns to Ricca, now speaking more clearly. \'93You\rquote re going to spank me. So Jack can see it.\'94 \par Ricca seems thrown. She is barely breathing, evidently taken off guard by her own surge of feeling. She manages to say, \'93You mean you\rquote re not too old?\'94 \par \'93I\rquote m not too old.\'94 \par "And in Jack's absence, I will stand in for him. You will do as I say, tonight, and I will extract your punishment. Is this right? \par Charlotte is watching as Ricca shows the effect of her own words with a delicate shudder. Charlotte seems to try for the effect on her friend. \'93Jack\rquote s going to watch you spank me", she says softly. \par Both girls shudder momentarily, looking seriously to each other, then they laugh at the ridiculous sound of the words. This calms the tension and allows Ricca to resume the play-acting role as she tries the words. \par \'93Yes. We\rquote re going to give your ass what it deserves.\'94 She smiles and squeezes her legs together. \'93Stand up Charlotte, and take off your robe.\'94 \par Charlotte does this, and Ricca is startled. Under the robe is a simple white blouse with a tie, a short plaid skirt, and knee-sox: a Catholic schoolgirl's outfit. Charlotte giggles and Ricca hoots. \par "Very funny, kid. But we're not doing a kiddy porn thing tonight. Too weird for me. \par At this, Charlotte shows realization of her friend's sensitivity and her expression is instantly sympathetic. Before she can apologize, Ricca waves it off. \par "Never mind. Those things have to come off anyway. Take off the top. And the skirt." \par Charlotte soon is standing in a bra and simple, white panties. She leaves the knee socks on. \par Ricca looks her up and down, thinking, and says, \'93This brings us to the other area of concern, doesn\rquote t it? You told me there was just one other area of tension between the two of you. You\rquote re more inhibited, and he wants to do more than you do, correct?\'94 \par "Yes,\'94 she mutters tersely. \par For one thing, you don't like him to see your ass very much, isn\rquote t that what you told me?\'94 \par "Yes." \par You're willing to do it doggy-style what, once a year? And only with the lights out?" \par Charlotte gives a \'93what are you }{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 doing}{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 \'94 glare, but Ricca simply raises her eyebrows and leans back against the arm of the couch. \par "That's... right, yes." \par "Charlotte, is there any rational reason you should be like that? Shouldn't your own husband be able to do what he wants with you as long as it's harmless? \par "Um...yes." \par Well then, Charlotte, is this going to be better from now on? Will this be part of the new deal between the two of you?\'94 \par "Yes." \par "And are you willing to demonstrate this tonight, like we talked about?\'94 \par Charlotte is looking grimly into the camera. "Yes." \par "Fine.\'94 \par \'93Let\rquote s get the underwear off now.\'94 \par Charlotte removes the bra, then her socks and panties. \par Ricca shifts back to the center of the couch and sits primly. \'93OK\'94, she chirps. \'93Now we can move on\'94. As her next instruction she simply pats her hands on her lap. \par Charlotte slowly, obediently, lies across. The couch supports her lower legs and upper body. Her rear is raised up over her friend\rquote s lap. Her face is turned toward the back of the couch. \par Ricca gazes down appreciatively. \'93Jack, I wish you could see what I see. It\rquote s lovely. And\'85she\rquote s wet!\'94 She bends to gaze down inside, then inserts a finger. The other hand firmly presses down on Charlotte\rquote s back as the prone woman begins to lurch up. \par A moist finger is held aloft. \'93My, my. So\'85}{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 wicked}{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 .\'94 \par This brings a terse laugh from Charlotte as she lowers her head again, this time facing the camera. \par Ricca strokes the bottom and reassures, \'93It\rquote s OK. You\rquote re with your best friend, right Charlotte? And with your husband.\'94 \par Charlotte looks up and seems to relax, but is still too unsettled to speak. \par Ricca draws some of Charlotte\rquote s hair from her face and clears it to the back. \par Without warning, she brings her hand down in a swat. \par Her face shows curiosity and some intensity, as she looks to her friends face and back to her ass. She brings her hand down again, a bit harder. \par Charlotte grimaces slightly. \par Both seem caught up, deeply absorbed. \par Ricca begins spanking in slow rhythm. Charlotte winces and grunts softly, seeming to show that, while there is pain, it is not too much, and that there is something else as well. \par Her body jerks softly, her flesh jiggles and she bites on her lower lip. \par Ricca delivers spanks in varying ways, each time studying the effect on her friend, and apparently relishing the time. She seems to be using the spanks to celebrate the beauty of the bottom in front of her, which is beginning to writhe. \par Charlotte\rquote s expression can indicate both distress and arousal. \par Ricca stops spanking, and both stay quite, breathing hard. \par Charlotte silently reaches for Ricca\rquote s wooden brush and passes it up to her friend, who needs no explanation. \par Ricca brings the brush clapping down several times, clearly giving a more intense pain and bringing a crimson color to the shapely target. \par Ricca finally stops again. She rubs the abused bottom-cheeks. \par Suddenly and unabashedly, she spreads them apart, lowers her face and blows a jet of air to the center. \par This is what draws the sharpest expression of surprise and fear in Charlotte, who rears up sharply now. Ricca simply places a hand on the upper back and Charlotte freezes, considers her options and settles back down resignedly. \par Ricca smiles with approval and addresses the camera. \'93Jack, if you think she needs more, you let me know.\'94 Then, looking to her subjugated friend, \'93But we\rquote re not quite finished, are we, honey?\'94 \par Charlotte rises up, and stands awkwardly. \par Ricca slides to the end of the couch and instructs again. \'93OK, sweetie, lets let him see your bottom now. Let\rquote s see\'85put your knees up here, there you go, and lean over the back. There you go.\'94 \par Charlotte places her knees on the edge of the couch and is gripping the back. Her knees are together, shoulders up and her pelvis tucked forward. \par Ricca kneels sideways on the cushions, her face close to Charlotte and asks, \'93Is this hard for you?\'94 \par \'93Yes. Of course. It\rquote s embarrassing.\'94 \par \'93Do you trust me?\'94 \par \'93Yes.\'94 \par Do you trust Jack?\'94 \par \'93Yes.\'94 \par \'93Do you love both of us?\'94 \par \'93Yes.\'94 \par \'93Do you want to give yourself without holding back?\'94 \par \'93Yes.\'94 \par \'93Alright then. Let me see you adjust your pose now, sweetie. How would Jack want to see you?\'94 \par Charlotte does not move. Ricca thinks, then stands up, and begins removing her blouse. Charlotte watches over her shoulder. Ricca drops her blouse. She smil es fondly at her Charlotte, then mischievously at the camera as she briefly rubs her own breasts and rolls her nipples between her fingers. She unfastens her skirt, lets it fall and steps out, and lowers and removes her panties. She keeps her garter, st ocking and heels on, and gets up on the couch next to Charlotte, matching her pose. \par Maintaining eye contact with her friend, Ricca slowly spreads her knees apart. Leaning down, she arches her lower back, pointing her rear upwards and opening her privates t o full display. Her pubic hair trimmed almost to non-existence. Her labia show her arousal. \par Charlotte watches, then follows the shameless example. The effect is like the opening of a flower. The shining bright buns frame her labia, which have blossomed outward and are glistening. Her clitoris is engorged and deep red. \par Between the two asses, they can be seen smiling to each other. Their faces come together and they kiss softly, lingering. Their lips part and their expression shows their fondness for each other. And their excitement. \par Ricca whispers, \'93Stay. Just like this,\'94 before getting up slowly. \par Charlotte is left alone, and looks over her shoulder at the camera. Her eyes are moist and her face suggests yearning. She moves a finger to her vagina a nd gently presses it in. She smiles, as if to show her new comfort level. The smile grows to a grin and she says to the camera, \'93Hi, Jack\'85 I love you, baby. I want you. Come home.\'94 The words themselves cause a shudder, and she presses her whole hand up into her crotch for a moment. \par The hand slides away as Ricca returns and kneels on the floor to Charlotte\rquote s side. She opens a jar of cold cream and shows it, bringing raised eyebrows to Charlotte. \par She uses three fingers to scoop a huge dollop, and begins rubbing it over the tender buns in slow circles. \par Charlotte rests her head on the couch back. \par Now Ricca\rquote s hands circle a bit more widely, spreading the white over areas not needing it. Her movements linger towards the center and finally drift down to th e heat. She passes over, leaving a smear of lotion and vaginal juices. She gathers more cold cream, and smears again, passing over the little anus. \par Charlotte\rquote s hips begin an involuntary humping motion. \par Ricca takes more cold cream and this time she applies to her own breasts. Taking a moment for her self, she strums the fingers of both hands over her hard, enlarged nipples as Charlotte looks to her pleadingly. After a minute of this, Ricca\rquote s eyes leave her own breasts, which have an oily pink sheen, and she turns her gaze to Charlotte. She tilts her head back and brings one hand downward, leaving a moist trail over her belly. The hand almost disappears between her legs, but her attention is seized by Charlotte, who brings one foot up to the couch, bri nging herself more open, and swinging the whole sweet area towards her girlfriend's face. This brings Ricca\rquote s attention back to her task. \par Ricca looks to the camera, as if to make sure the Jack is still welcome. She seems to begin some talking, but decides the time for role-playing is past. She looks back to Charlotte, and to her cunt. She move's her mouth to it and brings the clitoris into her lips. This elicits a high-pitched squeak, going to loud, unabashed grunts as Ricca gently nibbles for a moment, then gives three tiny little pulling motions, replicating what Charlotte had done to her own fingers some time back. She backs off again. She waits for Charlotte's new agitation to settle a bit before pressing two fingers deeply into her vagina. \par Charlotte throws her head back and makes a deep, guttural groan. \par Ricca begins a slow, steady in-and-out. \par Charlotte tries to hump backward to increase the tempo of this inadequate stimulation but Ricca keeps to the steady rhythm, agitating Charlotte who begins to growl. \par Charlotte turns to look back again with a pleading expression, as if asking for relief. \par Ricca responds by guiding Charlotte to bring her own hand to her clitoris. Charlotte rubs vigorously at the moist nubbin, and her body is jerking heavily. \par Ricca removes her own fingers and watches as her friend is again on a high plateau of thrill, hovering for a time at the edge of an elusive climax. Charlotte's masturbating is frantic but still not bringing the resolution she seeks. \par Slowly, deliberately, Ricca dips her little finger into the cold cream. She places it at her friend\rquote s anus, then slides it in. \par This brings ignition. Charlotte\rquote s face and voice reveal her shock as she comes to an uncontrolled bouncing, convulsive and lasting climax. \par \par A trickle of vaginal juice is running down Charlotte's leg. The girl's hard breathing and involuntary little trebles slow as she com es back to herself. Ricca tenderly pats dry the oily thighs and buttocks, then lays the towel on the couch. Charlotte sits, looks to Ricca and to the camera. Her hair is disheveled, her expression still a bit disoriented. There is a silent period, gro w ing a bit awkward as the girls struggle with what to do next. Charlotte's gaze rests on Ricca, who holds a steady, quiet look. There is no sound, no movement until Ricca begins spreading her own knees. Soon she is sliding her bottom outward, showing he r own vagina to be in a state. \par Charlotte registers recognition and appears sympathetic, but does not respond. She looks helplessly to the camera and back to Ricca. Finally, Ricca resigns herself again to the leadership role and stands, with one foot up on the sofa and her crotch towards Charlotte's face. Charlotte appears fascinated by the close-up view, and leans slowly into it. Finally out of impatience, Ricca take's the submissive girl's hair in her hands and hauls her inward, thrusting the face to h er pussy. Ricca\rquote s head rolls back and mouth opens to let out a slow, deep moan of relief. \par Charlotte's face is hidden but her effect is not as, apparently, her lips and tongue go to work. The mounting of Ricca's arousal is fast and animalistic. Her expre ssion is aggressive. Her hands grip tightly to Charlotte's head as if it might otherwise escape. Charlotte's hands stroke her friend's thighs, and one begins working up and back to Ricca's ass. It is unwanted there, and quickly pushed away. \par Ricca's orgasm is not seen. Abruptly, the screen goes blank as the videotape runs out. \par \par \par }{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 To: Charlotte@home \par \par From: jack.iniraq.com \par \par Subject: Change of plans \par \par Charlotte and Ricca. \par I'm coming home next week. I got discharged. I will explain later. \par This job here can't be done, Goddamnit, but I'm going to do right by you. \par I'll call you with flight information. \par Jack \par \par *** \par }{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 Video 6 \par The girls are seated on plastic crates. No other furniture is visible. \par Both are wearing jeans, T-shirts and expressions of grim sincerity. Charlotte is pale, pained. \par Ricca speaks. \'93Jack, you don\rquote t have to worry about money any more. Charlotte is leaving you. We\rquote re moving. I\rquote m taking her out of state. You won\rquote t be able to find us. It\rquote s not a choice you can take. Please don \rquote t bother to try. I know you need your energy for other things.\'94 \par Charlotte begins to cry softly. \'93Baby, I have to do this. I\rquote m so sorry. I know this takes you by surprise. It has }{\i\kerning28\insrsid14439147 me }{\kerning28\insrsid14439147 surprised.\'94 A tight chuckle. \'93But I don\rquote t know...in a way it doesn\rquote t.\'94 \par Again she is awkward and at a loss for words. \par Finally, Ricca: \'93Turn off the camera, baby. Take care, Jack.\'94 \par \par \par Copyright, 2005 \par Seattleplunge \par }}