And I shouldn’t have because I realized, a moment too late, that I was getting aroused again as my rod tried to harden inside the cage.“Unnnnhhh......” I groaned again.“Serves you right,” Amelia said, smirking.The girls continued setting things up while I waited for my erection to subside again. It did, just in time for the party to start.We had already planned and discussed the night’s activities though it was understood that some things would have to be played by ear. Amelia gave me a “tool kit”. Hailey was waiting for her at the kitchen table. Emma took a seat and accepted a bottle of water and looked across the table.“Can you give me some makeup tips?” she asked.“I’ve completely stopped wearing it,” Hailey said. “Oh, every now and then I use concealer under my eyes or over a zit. Once in a while I put on some lip liner or lipstick if I’m going to do something sexy with Phil but mostly I’m done with it. None of us really use it.”“Wow,” Emma said, shaking her head.“Let’s see what you. .. yeah, think so." She looked back at the photocopier and removed the last source page from the machine. "Yeah," she muttered and Margaret smiled."Let's take you home." Margaret passed Abigail her coat, and needlessly helped her to her feet."I dain't have a home no more," she muttered, and Margaret snorted."Yer parents. Ah know them well, and they'll be angry ... disappointed mebbe ... but you'd still 'ave an 'ome. Let's get ya home." Thanks," Abigail murmured and she waited as Margaret locked. Its color was an unrelieved gray, and it was extremely PACHY. Boy, was that thing ever pachy! It was so pachy that I’m sure it weighed a lot more more than the aforementioned delivery van. After all, delivery vans have lots of empty space in there which weighs hardly anything. Hippeaux, on the other hand, are not known for having cargo holds or other varieties of void. The only noticeable topographic features consisted of two tiny ears, dorsal and towards the anterior extremity. Those ears.