[interesting]

Pamela got up from her seat and stared pacing around.

"So listen, I..."

She stared at her naked friends, feeling loved and empowered. She cast a longer glance at Leyla, whom she had just been with.

"I'm having a lot of fun..."
"We are too," Chandra replied.
"Yeah... and, well... I'd like to continue..."
"So would we all, I think," Shawn said, looking to support from the others.

They all gave approving nods.

"So... do you want to ramp this up a little bit?"
"More than the five of us fucking in the same room?" George inquired.
"Well... maybe... I was thinking..."

Pamela paused, something in the back of her mind not fully reasoned.

"I'd like to see where we can take this..."

There was much hesitation in her voice, and her friends realized it.

"What are you thinking?" Chandra asked.
"Good question..." she replied.

She cast her eyes at the wall, as if it could inspire her mind.

"Let's see..." she whispered to herself, while the other waited on her to finally make up her mind.

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This story is based on writer presence and potential collaboration. This is the part where, if you want this story to continue, you will have to chime in and make suggestions. On my end, I will attempt to write in any and all your suggestions into a storyline (provided they are not contradictory). The only direction I will not take is indentured servitude or blackmail.

So if you have some ideas, by all means, let them rip!
If not, it's been a fun write still.