I picked the safer option. “Dare.”The grin on my friend’s lips made me regret it. “I dare you to take off your top and bra.”My cheeks blazed.... Daddy stared at me as I peeled off my crop top. I slid it up and over my stomach. I didn’t go fast. I wasn’t sure why I was going slow. This excitement rippled through me as he stared at me. He wanted to see my boobs.My blouse rolled up to my bra. It cupped my little breasts. They were almost B-cups. Small things. Perky. I didn’t need a bra at all, but. .” She had to follow him, down the hall, into a large kitchen. He was still holding on to the chain, so she really had no option. “Lie down, bitch…” Amelie was quick to lie down, face down on the small dinner-table, feet still on the floor. He brought her hands behind her head and held them there. She was expecting some sort of punishment, either a flat hand slapping or by some remedy he had placed there beforehand. He surprised her. Using his feet, he kept hers apart. “Is there other things. We held each other in the cascading water, lathering each other, caressing, letting the cool water rejuvenate us washing away the spent feelings and giving us our second wind. I got out of the shower first and got some big fluffy towels for my hot women. I wrapped each of them in turn as they stepped from the enclosure drying them off completely not missing anything. I put an arm around each of them and led them into the bedroom. I removed the damp towel from around Ali's smooth, succulent. “That’s right, the NIS challenge is Friday and you’ll be down here for it,” I enthusiastically responded. I suddenly got a bad feeling about things for some reason, but it soon passed from my mind.“It will be great seeing you guys, again, Cuda. Remember to say hello to the Bandettes, as well as wishing Cano and the Cowgirls good luck in her game,” Paul said, which was his way of letting me know our conversation was winding down.“Good talking with you, Paul. Say hey to Cathy, Mom2 and Tom for.