..aaarrgggggggg..."My body began flailing around, my legs kicked out and my arms trying to reach my bottom to both offer some form of protection and b...eg for a notion of mercy."What's the fucking matter? Can't handle a little spanking from your smaller sister you fucking bitch?!"Even with the pain my body was enduring I sensed a snicker in her voice, as if teasing me over my current situation.She grabbed my right hand and pressed it firmly in my lower back while simultaneously picking up her leg. Cassie knew that Reema couldn’t stand him. Whenever he was in the same vicinity, she visibly tensed up. Cassie’s admonitions ‘not to be rude’, though, and friendly reminders that Josh was ‘a nice guy’ forced Reema to reciprocate with friendly greetings of her own. Their brief encounters were useful for getting Reema to open up to people, but Cassie enjoyed stirring the pot on more devious level, too. Today, Reema and Cassie were traveling between various workout stations, chatting about the. I grabbed my pants to adjust myself as Irene watched. I took the coffee, she left for the bathroom. As she walked from me in the short robe, I couldn’t help but check out her nicely shaped legs. I was changing from my day before clothes to a fresh set when I heard from the bathroom, “Brett, where in the hell is the hair conditioner?” Wearing just a t shirt and briefs I went to find out what my sister was yelling about. I poked my head in the bathroom door so see Irene leaning part way out. When he looked closely, Bambino could see a small bulge under the yellow line. What could these women be possibly carrying in their panties?As he walked and stared, he suddenly realized he was getting erect. Well, the two women did have cute little asses, no surprise there he thought. But he had no desire other than to turn them loose for sleep. They had been a wonderful crew for him today, obedient, helpful, and very hard working. They had given him everything they had, and Bambino was going.