I pull the thermocol box nearby and offer the two of you some drinks. Its scotch and ice. We start chatting and drinking. I notice your eye frequently... staring at my crotch. Your husband notices it too. I pour you another stiff drink. Suddenly your husband suggests that we play strip poker. “No..” you say, blushing. “oh come on dear you never lose, so why are you scared.” your husband laughs. You agree reluctantly. I realize the two of you are horny, but I am not sure about your intentions.. Now Robert was quick to point out that Chelsea did know of The Organization beforehand and understood exactly what now being a slave meant for her. But he went on to explain his reasoning behind them just spending the day by the pool like that. Along with his reasoning for not giving her any physical punishments that day. Finally he told why he waited as long as he did to fuck her once she was his slave. He then made suggestion about them all hanging out in the family room that day with the. The shopkeeper was behind the counter and I hated him from the start. There was a total stranger who'd know things about my sexual desires that nobody else knows and would ever know. Of course I knew that he couldn't care less. In fact, he didn't even glance at me even though I was the only customer in the store. He was much too interested about the newspaper he was reading.I chose to ignore the fact that he was there and instead turned to look at the items in the store. As I said, it was a. Hired students were pouring and serving drinks and females in cute bunny costumes were serving nibbles. There were perhaps sixty people in both rooms. ‘Hold up everyone, here’s my niece,’ Anne shouted excitedly as she spotted Roxy coming in through the kitchen door. ‘Everyone this is my niece Roxanne,’ she said. ‘It is a great honor to have Roxanne here as our special guest this evening when she will later unleash her acting talents on to us.’ ‘Hi everyone, please call me Roxy,’ Roxy.