“You don’t just get to do this. What’s in it for me?”Sarah stated the obvious, “You, my friend, get to cum.”“I want more,” I said, try...ing to negotiate with the three ladies who were eager to get started.“What do you want?” Sarah asked. “You and Jill take your tops off. I want to see tits. Beth takes everything off. If she’s going to really do this then I want to see all of her.”Sarah and Jill agreed right away. They were too eager. I should have asked for more.Beth was reluctant. She probably. Except she could see him, a hundred yards away, talking to Duke Roger, the two of them slowly walking towards her. Well, at least neither of them had shown up to check up on her, actually on the job!Someone touched her arm and she turned to look.It was a short, dumpy man, wearing a blue business suit; just a little out of place. "Excuse me, Miss. Is your name Kennedy?" he asked."Who wants to know?" Kennedy replied, her hand dropping to the hilt of Lady Kennedy, the sword.The man produced a. Next stop Sarina's doctor office to pick up a referral, the nurse just glanced at my hair and then a little smile came over her face. I knew she was giggling inside. I had to stand at the desk waiting for the paper work. The office was filled with patients and here I am dressed like the bimbo for all to see. You can't help but see my Lavender and Black hair. Wiggling out to the parked car, I have to walk right pass the window of the doctor's office, then as I look over there is the nurse and. That was remarkable. Aunt Rachel knew where we were. Why hadn't she sent someone to check on us?I turned on the helmet light again and, with some relief, saw that it had made at least a temporary recovery overnight. The light from the lamp above my eyes was ample. I took my broken barrel stave in hand again, climbed to the top of the barrel, and made a few more passes at snagging the rope on the nails extending from the stave. As before, I touched the rope several times but didn't manage to get.