<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b4/Sloan-sabbith-square-w352.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Miranda Hot<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Living Room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Annabelle, Jessy, Tami<hr/><br/>With so many lovely ladies to choose from, Miranda's attention was spread wide and broad.  Just when she settled on the feature of Tami's breasts and how they would look with a chain connecting clamps on her nipples, she got distracted by Tami's pretty face and how it would look between Miranda's legs.<br/><br/>And when Tami spoke Jessy's name, Miranda looked at the blond bombshell's face.  Jessy's pretty mouth would look even better with a ballgag in it.  But when Jessy turned around and walked toward the kitchen, Miranda's eyes settled on Jessy's luscious ass.  She wondered if Jessy had tanlines, and how her butt would look with Miranda's handprints after a thorough spanking.<br/><br/>She joined the shy, quiet redhead.  Annabelle was just so adorable, Miranda wanted to pick her up and take her to bed.  For someone who didn't seem to want to be noticed, she sure got Miranda's attention.  It was just something about her red hair that Miranda was obsessing on at the moment.  Miranda changed her mind - instead of a landing strip of red hair above Annabelle's pussy, Miranda would want a scarlet letter "M."  Then again, it would be nice to have a group photo of all these beautiful women having letter M's above their sexes... or even have each of them have a different letter that when put together spelled "Miranda."<br/><br/>Miranda smiled at the idea, then made a move toward the kitchen.  With Annabelle, Jessy and Tami in the kitchen, she had every flavor of hair color and their bodies were together in a space that was getting smaller and more intimate.<br/><br/>Jessy seemed to want to play bartender and took a place behind the counter in the kitchen (refer to first floor map above).  Miranda got right behind to check out the stock they had.  From behind Jessy, Miranda put her hands on the blonde's hips, gently moving her over.  "Excuse me for a moment, Jessy."  Once Jessy was stepped to the side, Miranda kept her left hand on Jessy's left hip, while Miranda reached with her other hand under the counter to open a cupboard down there, then reached up to the cupboard attached to the ceiling.<br/><br/>She guided Jessy over to the right side this time so Miranda could do the same motions with the left upper and lower cupboards, letting her right thumb hook into one of Jessy's belt loops.  Satisfied with the selection of alcohol, Miranda put both her hands on Jessy's hips again.  Leaning toward her so her breasts were against Jessy's back, Miranda whispered to her, "We seem to have a fully stocked bar and a beautiful, skilled bartender.  Here's what you will make me, Jessy, my dear.  It's a special martini, called the Vesper.  Three measures of Gordon's Gin, one of vodka, half a measure of Kino Lillet, which is not vermouth.  Shaken well until it is ice cold, served with a large slice of lemon peel.  Thank you."<br/><br/>Miranda gently inhaled by Jessy's ear to pull in her scent, then shifted one of her hands a bit to pat the upper outer curve of Jessy's butt twice.  Her hand ran across Jessy's exposed lower back as she moved away from the blonde.<br/><br/>Miranda then sat on the other side of the counter, in the middle of the three stools that were there.  She patted the seats of the other stools.  She invited Tami and Annabelle, saying, "Come join me, ladies."<br/><br/>She decided to have some fun with Tami.  "Hmm, Sex on the Beach, Tami?  Have you ever had Sex on the Beach before?  Is Sex on the Beach what you like?  Perhaps we can have Sex on the Beach together some time?"  Tami looked so cute and innocent.  Miranda hoped that Tami answered her questions as if Miranda were talking about the drink, and not actually rolling around in the sand with her.  She imagined a priceless reaction on Tami's face when she realized what Miranda really meant.<br/><br/>Miranda also made nice with Annabelle.  "Are you okay, Annabelle?  You look nervous, my dear.  Don't be.  Tasha has excellent taste in friends, and she has always been very patient and understanding.  As I mentioned earlier, Tasha and I were best friends back in boarding school and when we first started college.  But no matter how unavailable I seem to get nowadays, she has always been so steadfast in her friendship and love, and is consistently forgiving.  I am lucky to have her in my life, and I know we'll stay in touch forever.  If something is troubling you, I do hope you are willing to share it with Tasha or me or anyone else here.  You do not need to bear your burden alone."  Miranda stroked Annabelle's upper arm gently, ready to give the young woman a tender hug if she looked like she needed one.<br/><br/>