Yesterday Blog: IN THE VIP spent more time with them, but for different reasons. For instance, Deidre had grown up with two older brothers, so she was used to rough housing and play fighting, that kind of thing. Every now and then we'd joke around with one another, eventually leading to a "fight" on one of our beds. They usually ended up with one of us pinning down the other's hands until he or she submitted. And if I was the one with the upper hand, I'd usually get her to give in by tickling her. If I was lucky, her sudden spasming would result in her breasts rubbing against my arm or chest. Deidre was also a lot less shy than Rachel. She'd had no problems with hugging me occasionally, or playfully calling me "babe" or "cutie."
