I continued moving my head tot he left, there was another bench type contration, the wall was covered with chains hood, whips and all sorts of parapha...nalia, then a glass cabinet in which was displayed a number of dildos. Then finally I came to a small pedastal table, looking back at me was the white mask I had seen in the painting upstairs presented on a small stand. NowI knew why the picture seemed familiar and possibly why I had been moved by it so much. I was suddenly aware I was no longer. She was standing there naked except gray hiking socks with the sun gleaming on her super sexy tight and tone naked body watching me sitting there trying to pull my jeans off. She dropped to her knees and grabbed one leg of my jeans to help me get them off. It caused me to roll over on my belly and she laughed. She pulled the jeans off of me and then dropped to her knees over me and grabbed my boxers and yanked them down my legs hurriedly and off of me and smacked my ass and said, “Alright. Maybe he was senile, and didn’t even know what was happening! Old habits, habits of a rich, little spoiled girl, bubbled up in Renee. In the old days she schemed and plotted to get what she wanted, if she couldn’t just buy it outright. She glanced at her rival, and suddenly Felicity didn’t seem so sweet, or innocent. Maybe she had done this on purpose! Maybe she had hoped that Renee would revolt and kick Bobby out, so he could go over to the other room, and sleep with her!Felicity put her. "Well, next time it happens, we'll try something that may work better. Anyway, let's have lunch. It's kindof late but I'll fix us some sandwiches if you get us something to drink. Is it okay if I leave my top off like this? It's more comfortable for me." Um, no, it's fine with me." Oh, is it.We sit at the table eating lunch, me naked, Myra, topless. Isn't there a famous French painting like this, I wondered.As Myra is putting our glasses in the dishwasher, she looks over at me and says,.