Things had escalated very, very quickly in the short time Jamie had been fondling Christi’s breasts. Jun was getting her clit tormented, Kyle looked like he was just going to fuck her right in the middle of a crowded room. And Nick and Kylie finally seemed to be playing nice together. Er…maybe not so nice…was that a…taser?!?! Where the hell does one even -buy- a taser? They sure as hell don’t carry them in the sporting goods aisle next to the rifles at a big box store…or do they?<br/><br/><i>Mental note: stop by Walmart to check for tasers to use on annoying big brother later.</i><br/><br/>The responsible part of Jamie thought that maybe she should go and take the stun gun away from Kylie before she shocked Nick who appeared to be either an idiot or had balls of steel for trying to test the punk rocker’s resolve. But if she went over and was responsible, she’d have to let go of Christi’s breasts. And Jamie really, -really- liked breasts. Big ones, small ones, she didn't care.<br/><br/>Well whatever…she knew CPR. If Kylie shocked Nick and he died a little, she’d go save him then. But until that happened, she was very content to play with her new toys now that Christi was going to be a good girl and say ‘please’ if she wanted something done to her. So as a reward, Jamie grasped the girl’s hardening nipples with her thumb and forefinger, gently rolling them between the two fingers. When Christi seemed to be getting used to her teasing pace, Jamie went ahead and pinched her left nipple, then her right, just to send little jolts of pain through the smaller girl's body and keep her on her toes.<br/><br/>“Good girl.” Jamie murmured against the ball of Christ’s shoulder, backing off enough to withdraw those threatening pearly whites. She pulled her head back and stood up at her full height, peering down with interest at how puffy and swollen Christi's nipples had gotten with all the attention they were receiving. Hmm but now she had a problem...now her mouth was free. And Jamie was the type of girl that liked to multitask. Should she kiss Christi? The dare had been to fondle...not to make out. Did it count as fondling if you used your tongue? Or was fondling an action that could only be done with your hands…ah fuck it.<br/><br/>Rather than debate and stretch the definition of the word ‘fondle’, Jamie just went ahead and ducked her head down, replacing fingers with a nice warm tongue and cruelly swiped and lashed itself against the sensitive tip of a pert bud.