I froze, as I wasn't ready to own up tomy own deception.I feared the repercussions. How could I explain..."Garrett sweetie - I may look like a hot bi...tch, but I'm actually a farmboy from the Midwest. Oh and yea, my father and grandfather are alsoposing as women. It's all for entertainment purposes. We may dress andact like sluts, but it's all for fun - tee hee! By the way, while youwere enjoying my oral ministrations, I just made a boyish mess in mysatin underwear. I hope you won't be sore.. “Oh ... I’m so sorry, Carol, I’ll shut the door behind me,” she said reverently as she was already in awe of him.“No--no Sarah. I’d love for you to join us,” Carol said.“You mean it?” Sarah said her excitement already apparent on her face.“Of course, but you have to get yourself properly prepared for him. Do you understand?”“I think I do...” Sarah said as she began to unbutton her blouse.“No Sarah ... the special outfit ... you know, add a few other things, if you want, but fix yourself that. And that was the way the conversation went right up to the time the rest of the team came down for breakfast. Mandy and Annette took groups of players aside, and while they ate, clued them in to what we had learned. Wendy and I stayed at the table, sandwiching Doc Parker between us. I was still hungry as a horse, so I started to pick bacon off Jim's plate. When he complained, I told him it was the penalty for him taking food from the mouth of a youngster. Wendy was munching on a fresh. He forbade me to take it off until the friend left. Not seeing who was taking advantage of my body until after they had left was what was such a turn on.In the dark he had me stand in the middle of the room. He idly fingered my pussy until we heard the door. I couldn’t hear much. I knew people had come into the room. My husband was the only one to speak, ‘hear she is, help yourself. Don’t be shy, you can do anything to her and she will submit, but don’t put your cock up her arse, that’s off.