Jamie seemed to visibly relax now that she was excluded from this little ‘exercise’. Thank goodness…while she had had boyfriends before, it just didn’t come with the same sort of wow factor that came when she was with another girl. The blonde was definitely somewhere on the more lesbian side of the sexual spectrum. Hard to tell with how femme she looked…but come on! The girl worked with power tools on a daily basis and drove a Jeep, plus those green eyes had been glued to more breasts and luscious rears than any of the guys’…she was just more subtle about her staring. Her giving a handjob to a guy would just be her sort of going through the motions. Then she’d lose interest, her mind would wander like it usually did, and she’d inevitably start fantasizing about the 100 different things she could’ve done to torment Christi before Carl had interrupted them.<br/><br/>Though…now that everyone was paired up, that left Christi and her alone yet again, on opposite sides of the room no less. Well how the hell were either of them supposed to enjoy the show under those conditions? That was like…going to the movies by yourself –and- not having popcorn! Terrible, right? Jamie just had to fix that!<br/><br/>“Christi. Come.” The blonde rattled off the short, easy command in an authoritative tone, snapping her fingers and pointing to the spot in front of her. It was much like how one would speak to a dog; which was not particularly surprising, Jamie had a rather massive German Shepard at home that was very good at obeying orders. She sat there on the couch, almost lounging in it, with her back up against it and her arm draped lazily over the armrest. Now she seemed to be the only one still -fully- dressed in the room and she planned on keeping it that way. While there was a certain power that came with a good body and showing it off, she preferred the power that came from the lack of being vulnerable.<br/><br/>So there she sat, licking her lips teasingly as she waited for Christi to come over. She -fully- expected her order to be obeyed. Little cocky? Maybe…but if her command wasn’t followed…well…eh. She wasn’t a guy. She didn’t get blue balls. It wouldn’t hurt her or her pride, she had enough sexual experience to know how good she was. And if Christi was stubborn enough to deny herself the pleasure that Jamie was most certainly going to give her…well that was alright, that would save the blonde’s very dexterous fingers from getting tired.<br/><br/>“Hurry up now, if you’re my good girl you’ll get a treat,” Jamie said, grinning as she patted her lap, meaning for Christi to come have a seat in it. It would be a good, comfy vantage point for the little Asian to watch the contest and keep track of the competition. And it would be an excellent location to allow Jamie’s hands to fondle every inch of her exotic body while they waited for a winner.