I watched him thinking, as he contemplated the advantages and disadvantages."Strip," I ordered Suzy. She obeyed without hesitation, even going so far ...as posing for my father."Done!" my father said a minute later, much to my shock.If I was shocked, my mother was much more so. "No, Bob!" she said.He reached down and grabbed her by her hair, forcing her to look into his eyes. "You will go with your son," he told her in a very firm voice. "You will obey his every command. You will listen to what he. “Ok, but I want you to leave a nice thin strip.”“I know what you want, I heard fine downstairs,” she replied with a bit of attitude in her tone. “You can drop that attitude right now or I’ll get Andy and his spoon up here pronto.”“Please don’t, I’ll do it exactly how you want.” “That’s a better attitude,” Matt answered back as he untied her hands. “Go on then we don’t have all day.”Charmaine retrieved her own razor and cream, lathering up her pubic area had Matt getting hard in his pants again.. The familiar sound of Motörhead's Whorehouse Blues came to our ears. The barkeeper looked at us. “If that ain't them two fellas! How long’s it been? Two years?” he said smiling, “hey honey! C'mere, and give our two fellas a fresh glass of cold beer each, will ya?” We sat down on two barstools and took a few long deep sips of our freshly served beers. God! This was great! The barkeeper smiled at us through his thick mustache. “So tell me guys. By the way... You look great tonight! How's it been?. I couldfeel my self getting wet as I read it. I quickly wrote her back and toldher how much I loved the letter and that I was going to print it out andthen take it into my bed and masturbate as I read it again. I knew shewas at work and that she would probably be reading the mail at the sametime as I was masturbating to her story. That added a little spice to thewhole thing.I printed the story and took it up to bed. I propped up three pillowsagainst the head board and got everything just right.