Our job would be to stand ready and be completely naked,wearing only a studded collar and a name badge stuck on our chests. We would be serving drinks... on silver trays,and snacks as well. Before we move amongst them,we are informed that the guests will be allowed to touch and fondle us in any way shape or form.So that is what we would do,walk about with champagne glasses on trays smilling while the guests chatted to each other,background music playing softly. As we walked around we would be. He'd always been that way. He always saw the best in a bad situation.I looked into his eyes for a moment. We were both still very naked in the bed. My body was still craving him, now more than ever. I licked my dry lips and ran my fingers through his messy hair."I want you," I purred.Ethan propped himself up on one elbow. He leaned down to run his tongue on my bottom lip and then softly kiss me. He slowly sat up and I turned over on my back. I looked up at him intently while he began to climb. Well, size excites me, and Lars really is nice and big.“So show me your pussy.”He’s not exactly the type to make small talk. Either that or John’s told him not to be too particular about what he says. I’ll have to ask my husband about that later. I move my hand in my knickers, sliding a finger into my tunnel. “I’m so wet,” I purr. This performing business has become second nature to me now. The old Catherine could never have said such things with such impunity, but I am a new woman now. Well,. .. sacrilege?”“Probably,” I said, staring at the image of my mom, my dad, and myself sitting at the table with Jesus while the twins served him his drink and dinner.“If that one isn’t, then that one has to be!” Eric said, pointing to one of the others.“Shit, dad,” I moaned, recognizing the tops of the twins’ heads sticking up above the table immediately in front of my dad’s and Jesus’ laps.“I wonder where your mom went in ... Oh,” Eric said just as I noticed that there was one in front of my.