Lori was sprawled out at an angle with her head nearly hanging off the edge of the mattress. One arm was flung out to the pillows and the other lay ac...ross her body with her fingers just under the edge of her panties.Her nightshirt had ridden up to expose a flat stomach with a thin slice of a navel. Light hairs were scattered across her skin with a more pronounced line that extended from her navel down under the frilly elastic band of her panties. The thin fabric below clearly outlined the. You look like you’re enjoying the sight of her breasts just a little too much… The two women eyed each other warily for a moment. Lynda and Diana went at each other fiercely. They struggled for several minutes as they stared angrily in each other’s eyes. Lynda glanced down and saw Tom looking upward toward Diana’s breasts and grinning wolfishly again. She tried to strengthen her hold on Diana. She gritted through her teeth, ‘Get off of my man!’ Diana broke Lynda’s hold on her and pushed at her. “Yes Master,” she replied in a small voice.Smack! Again on her ass, “Well, why?”Gritting her teeth against the swat she replied, “Because I disobeyed and moved without permission.”Another swat. “I don’t like your tone. Never address me like that again. You will always talk to me with total respect in your voice. Do you understand?”Making an effort to sound respectful and submissive she answered, “Yes Master.”Pleased with things thus far, he began to stroke her ass. It was red and hot. He felt. Virginia kept swiping through photo after photo of the party last night on Meredith’s Instagram, even though she hated looking at them. There was Robert as Don Draper and Meredith as Peggy, in a bob wig and retro skirt suit. Back home in Virginia’s closet was a flame-colored wig and a to-die-for emerald green, totally ’60s dress. But there was no Joan Holloway to be found, because she was at her stupid friend’s stupid wedding and Don and fucking Peggy were laughing, smiling, posing for.