“We should have washed these dishes earlier,” pointing to the almost-full dishwasher.“No, there’s enough room for tonight’s plates, and that... bowl you’re holding can go there on the side.”“No, that’s not safe.” Sigh. “I’ll have to wash it by hand.”I didn’t respond.“We really should have washed these earlier.”“God f--ing dammit, Sarah! F-- you! F-- you!” She’d taken something I’d said out of context and refused to acknowledge it. My heart was beating, I’m sure I was red in the face. Not only. .. Now, let's get down to business."I watched as Ms. Gere lined her Halliburton up next to Mistress Alexandra's briefcase. The two beautiful women had their backs turned to me. Through the Mistress' body stocking, I could see the outline of the crack of her ass. It was voluptuous. I could also see the black stripes of Ms. Gere's pantyhose vertically outlining her magnificent calves. My cock sprang to attention as I daydreamed of what these two might do to me. Or was I in their plans at. I was just noticing her cunt was bald, her vulva was wide open, pink and glistening. I asked her if she shaved her cunt for her boyfriend? She mumbled something. I swatted her wet pussy, again she grunted. She stuck her ass in the air, like she wanted me to slap her there again. I sked her the same question, I said, “You little slut, you like that don’t you?” I slapped repeatedly, she in anticipation would try to meet my slaps and she mostly succeeded. My cock was rock hard watching this. "But you never answered my question," Jack continued, smoothly. "What brought this all about?" That's just it, I have no idea. It's just like one day I woke up and decided that the old me was boring. I don't know. Maybe I was abducted by aliens or something, and in their secret lab they opened my brain, flipped a few switches, and then closed it up again. Really, when I think about it too much, it scares me." Scares you?" Jack's face was full of concern. "Why's that?" Well..." Janice paused for.