Sherman and I stood there aghast at what we saw."You look lovely," I finally ventured to say. "Are you on your way to a costume ball?" Standing in fro...nt of a full length mirror, Lt. Lawrence was attired in an Egyptian belly dancer costume. It looked really quite fetching on him."Well, no," Lt. Lawrence replied. "The higher-ups want me to organize the Arabs into a guerilla fighting force to go against those blighters, the Ottoman Turks. I figured this is the best way to attract those Arab. Ohhh...a little more...ahhh..yea...that's it!" Mikaela moaned. She did a much better effort to keep her orgasm silent than Ronja had done. Her whole body spasmed as she grinded her sex into Ronja's face. Finally she let go and slowly stepped away from Ronja. Ronja took a deep breath, but was too exhausted to move at all. She just lay on the bench basking in the moment. The sexual excitement caused by the attractant that filled her body had lost most of its edge, but still remained at the corner. " she pointed, and started bustling around the room. She asked me about the issue with the tooth, when had it started hurting, how badly it hurt, along with a few other questions; writing down my responses, she turned and left the room, saying the Doctor would be in to have a look shortly."Good Morning Miss," he greeted me warmly. "Your father called and since he is a well-known business man in the community, I agreed to see you, although it is not my normal practice to take new patients. Let's. Every night, we sneaked to his room downstairs to take care of his cock. He called us his slavesluts. Also, we pleased 5 or 6 of his friends and one of his teachers, who had a preference toward young girls. He didn't mind just watching us having sex while masturbating. Eventually, our mother lost her job, and she was home all the time. That frustrated my brother. Nightsex wasn't enough for him. Monday night was my night alone with my brother. Tuesdays were my sister's night, Wednesday, it was.