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sing a song or something as equally ridiculous. Her eyes staring blankly, her pretty face expressionless, she was beginning to master the fine art of deception.
    'So, you reckon that you're in some sort of hypnotic trance, do you?' Jill asked mockingly. 'Let's put you to the test. Show me something, something in the house that you'd rather I didn't know about - a secret. It could be a court summons, a letter from an admirer - anything!'
    Thinking quickly, Marianne remembered the vibrator that Barry had bought her. Leaving the room, she climbed the stairs and grabbed the pink cylindrical device from the bedside cupboard, grinning as she wondered at Jill's reaction to her sexy secret. Returning to the kitchen, she placed the plastic phallus on the table, wondering why she'd never experimented with the sex-toy. Her panties moistening at the thought of masturbating, bringing her clitoris to orgasm with the vibrator, she awaited her mistress's instructions.
    'A vibrator!' Jill shrieked. 'Now that is something I'll bet you don't want me to know about! Oh, and it has batteries fitted!' she giggled, switching the device on and sensually brushing the buzzing tip across her cheek. 'Show me how you use it. Show me how you make yourself come with your vibrator.'
    Marianne froze, praying that her friend was joking. But, joking or not, this was another test - and one that she daren't fail. How many tests will there be? And how many people will put me to the test?
    Jill was infamous for letting secrets out, deliberately putting her foot in it to shock people - to embarrass people. Marianne recalled the time when she'd first met Barry, and Jill had delighted in continually talking about Steve, an older, married man whom Marianne had once become entangled with. Although Barry hadn't been on the scene at the time, his jealousy had quickly surfaced and he'd demanded to know whether she'd finished with Steve or not - even accusing her of lying when she swore that it had been over for some time. Unless Marianne passed the test, Jill would revel in enlightening Barry, delight in telling him of Marianne's hoax. If she was exposed, then John would know that...
    She had to go through with the test, or at least be seen to go through the motions. The minute Jill realized that she was going to slip her panties down and use the vibrator, Marianne consoled herself, her mistress would stop her. This will be three people I've convinced , she mused as she lifted her skirt up over her stomach, wondering exactly when Jill would halt her.
    'You might as well take your skirt off,' Jill said softly, to Marianne's dread. Her voice was low, husky - sensual. 'We don't want it getting in the way of your masturbating, do
    we?'
    Was she bluffing? Marianne wondered as she unzipped her skirt and wriggled the garment down her long legs. There had always been rumours concerning Jill, her sexual identity Until now, Marianne had laughed off the accusations, the jokes about Jill being a lesbian. She'd never had a boyfriend and she lived alone in her small flat, but that didn't make her a lesbian, did it?
    'And now your panties!' Jill giggled as Marianne stepped out of her skirt The magical word was certainly revealing the darker side of those around her! Having discovered one or two of Barry's secret fantasies, and John's blatant lack of morals and respect, she was now learning something about Jill!
    'Come on, take them off, Marianne!' Jill coaxed. 'I've always fancied you, your beautiful body!'
    Always fancied my body? Her mind aching, her hands trembling, Marianne was shocked. Always fancied my body? Was there to be no end to the shocking revelations? she wondered as she gazed at Jill through her eyelashes. The time had come to put an end to the dangerous games!
    There had been a time when Barry had taken rather too much interest in Jill. Marianne recalled questioning him, accusing him of cheating on her, lying to her. Little had she known that Jill's roaming eyes had homed