Then things get hazy. So why did I come home with Katelyn?”“You just sort of slipped away and no one knew where you went,” Phil replied. “Kate...lyn and Bob were ready to leave and they found you curled up in the backseat. They brought you home and put you to bed.”“Bob saw me in my underwear?” Hailey asked, distress evident in her voice. Phil only laughed harder.“Oh, it was a little more than that,” he told her. “Apparently you found your bra a little too confining too. When they got to the car. What if we--uh, what if she wants to help? What’re you really gonna accomplish by keeping a distance up when she wants to get closer?” “I don’t get it,” Brian chuckled, running his hands through his hair. “Why’re you pushing this so much, like, what’s your angle?” “You gave me this,” Kelly dangled her convention badge from its lanyard, and then used it to gesture to the room around her. “And you set me up with all of this. I’m just tryin’ to earn my keep here, alright? You look out for me, I’m. Men and women seemed oblivious to any shame or remorse all accepting the bizarre tradition and dismissing the moans and obvious discomfort of the white woman as an irrelevance.Rachael's tits ached and the sensation of liquid release mixed with the sounds of slurping and the pressure of vice lick groping was a powerful concoction. The humiliation was unbearable. She shook her head looking to the ceiling as one man helped his own wife take Rachael's white juice out of one then the other breast,. Monique, her masseuse, was coming to give her a full-body massage. She was excited to have Monique work out any remaining tensions before Daddy got home this evening.She stood and walked to the door to let Monique in, naked of course. She opened the door nonchalantly and was startled to find a very large, very muscular, and gorgeous Latin man in a white t-shirt and shorts with sneakers. He was holding a folding table in one hand, and a duffle bag in the other.Gracie felt the urge to cover up.