“Pre-fab, so all I had to do was assemble it. I’ll show it to you soon.”“Since I’ll be modelling for you, I guess you will.”They laughed.S...he followed him into the small kitchen. Her new friends had poured themselves some juice, pomegranate, and had settled back on the futon. The kitchen was about the same size as the bedroom, left of the front door. Between the rooms was a small bathroom.“I think I’ll make a stir fry,” Joe decided. “Unfortunately I don’t think I have enough for all of. Our butlers have to know everything that there is to know about any matter on which the client might consult them.”“You expect to make me an expert on all things butleresque?” I queried despondently.Mrs Margulies grinned at this devised word. “By no means, John. You will, however, be trained in the basics of everything, and more importantly, trained in the esoteric language applicable to each subject. Being able to talk the talk is an essential in any scam, my boy.”“What about my accent? Won’t. I started to undress and heard the door open."What do you want?" I asked."I wanted to watch you change, Jen, if it's okay," he said sheepishly.I stood there for a moment, my shirt in my hand, and looked at my brother's face. He had a devilish grin and his eyes sparkled."Why?"Eddie stammered for a moment and then said, "Because you're beautiful and I like to see you."I didn't know what to say or think. All of the things that ran through my head the night before disappeared. Turning around, I. His throbbing cock still pouring with pre- cum his balls glisten in the light, Trace slide up the bed with Sara and grabs is shaft and starts to stroke it firmly but slowly, encouraging Sara to take his cock into her mouth as Trace reaches over to their suit case in the corner of the room, while Sara sucks hard on John’s hard cock while massaging his balls. Trace pulls out a good size blue dildo from the case and a silver vibrating bullet, and walk up behind Sara with a cheeky, but yet filthy.