It was a “Hey pretty boy, I’m naughty. You wanna punish me?” Smile. “Okay, I think it’s time for you to get out. Now, get out.” I said. A...fter I cleaned myself, I walked to my bedroom and suited myself with fresh casual clothes and went downstairs. I went to the kitchen and made myself some sandwich and ate it while watching TV. Meg was sitting beside me. She was watching this shitty reality show about big fat losers who were so desperate that they had to join this kind of crap contest just to. I laughed and said Jack wants to see too. She wasn't mad, in fact she stood facing him with her feet about two feet apart and her hands on her hips. Well Jack she said, what do you think? I watched his face as he started at her hills and slowly looked up her legs pausing at her crotch then up to her hard nipples held back by the thin red lace. She said you look good enough to eat. She said OK show me. As she walked over and stood between his out stretched legs. She leaned in and put her tits. We're all sweating away and our bodies are covered with a glistening sheen of moisture. We're doing the usual boy things like making loud jokes about each other's bodies, and pushing and shoving some, and one of the guys back down the line has this huge erection so we're on his case about being a faggot. Mostly though, we're just wishing this dumb ass exam were over with so we could go and play basketball or take a swim. Part of the exam is when the doc checks us for a hernia or whatever. It's. The cleaning-lady was not due until the next day, and she had left her phone in the kitchen. Trying to break the hand-rail was out of the question, it was the original art-deco and irreplaceable. She kind of like the idea of being taken out of her comfort-zone, but not like this!Bondage was fine, so was doing it with a stranger, but combined was a bit...much. Especially when she had no control at all. Geraldine liked control. Then she heard the step from the basement stairs. Her pulse began to.