Bill was a gentleman and brought both ladies a damp washcloth and a towel to clean up the mess. The drinks were remembered and sipped—no need to get... dressed, so all conversation was in the nude. Julie kept admiring Meg’s tits and neatly trimmed pubic hair. Meg was also taking in Julie’s body. Both men were looking at both women and were starting to get hard again.By mutual agreement, seconds were in order. Bill got back on the bed, and this time was on his back with his cock pointing toward the. Another peek wouldn’t hurt anything, would it? I snuck to the door that had to be left slightly open to dispel the steam and listened. I heard a faint moan and knew she was in the glass enclosure touching her body as she had become accustomed to. Mom was downstairs fixing dinner and wouldn’t know a thing, so I pushed the door open a bit more and looked through the milky glass at my sister’s wondrous figure. A cheerleader supreme, her hourglass figure had long been the measure of beauty for my. That is, if Cindy hasn’t been in the office during the day. Sometimes she is. Three days a week, though, she’s been at the university, overseeing the menagerie that surrounds the Munchkins.Home. With Cindy. Anywhere with Cindy’s great, right off the bat. Anywhere I can be alone and more or less private with Cindy is even better.Thirteen when I met her, eighteen now, Cindy’s still small, pixyish. The red hair and green eyes are a magic combination to exacerbate that ‘pixie’ thing. And. With a sigh she pushed off the wall and walked down the silent halls. Unlike everyone else, she wasn’t broken by this place. Leah still held that defiant quality about herself. You could see it in the way she walked, the way she pushed her hips forward. She was the same girl that would dress up in slutty clothes and go out with friends; the same twenty-nine year old that wore tight jeans, revealing tops, and flipped her long blonde hair at every guy, just so he would buy her a drink. They were.