Morgan nodded a few times, as though confirming to herself that she was indeed sure.  “On...the bed I think.”  She looked over to the single bed, with Mel atop it Morgan and Frey could easily flank her and be at a comfortable height on their knees.  Giving Mel's hand a squeeze she reached out to take Frey's hand as well, offering a squeeze.<br/><br/>“Her fantasy had both of us on her nipples.”  She blurted out the words quickly, blushing at the thought and image.  Morgan was sure Frey meant her.  Mel and the rocker had been far too into that kiss to leave any doubt they were enjoying it.  No, Morgan was the odd duck.  Story of her life.  But not tonight, she was determined to fit in, even if it meant...<br/><br/>Her mind went blank as she tried to finish that thought.  Her stomach was knotted and her heart pounding.  “I'm sure.”  The words were soft spoken, her voice thick.