"Yes. Your name is going to be Cheryl. I found a name tag from asalesgirl who is no longer with us in my desk. I think Cheryl is a cutename for you.... What do you think?" Cheryl. Cheryl," he repeated. "Yeah, Cheryl sounds good to me."JoAnn instructed. "Now say, 'Cheryl. Cheryl. Yes. I love it.' and sayit slowly and softly.He did as JoAnn asked, and she continued. "With women, and girls, it isnot so much the tone of your voice, but how you say it. Don't say'yeah' when you mean to say. ‘Excuse me, I have an appointment in town.’ Wade went inside, unsure about the neighbor he’d just talked to. He seemed harmless enough, but others in his past had too, only to backstab him later. While rinsing off, Wade realized he was finally adjusting to enjoying a shower instead of rushing. Losing that luxury all too often in prison, he knew he’d never take it for granted again. Making a mental note to do some laundry soon, he pulled on a pair of jeans and the last clean dress shirt. With. Then I settled down, pushing against hislips. "Now, slave, you know what to do." He nodded, and I could feel his tonguereaching up to explore me. I shuddered as he moved his tongue with skill Ihad only imagined before. I settled into place, surrendering to the pleasure.When I started to feel close, I twisted in place, and swatted with my ridingcrop at his cock. He moaned and licked faster. It was all I could do to swatagain, this time aiming for his balls. I swung again, and shuddered, his. You don't mind, do you?"The guys were thinking something like, 'We're going to mind? ... really now ... Well, she could wear a bra and panties ... that would be kind of neat ... but then that old shirt looks pretty good too ... and when it's wet... 'George was the first to voice approval. "Of course we don't mind ... you wear whatever you want."Jennifer led them out the back door to the stairs at the shallow end of the pool. The guys stripped off their t-shirts and flip-flops before following.