I was totallyhorny by this time and did just exactly what she said. “Caesar,” I called. “Come.” He didn’t hesitate. Alth...oughthe twins didn’t yet know about our afternoon encounter,Caesar remembered. He knew just what to do. I rolled myhips back and raised my legs to give him access to allmy goodies. Soon, I was in the same corner of sexualheaven as Deidre and Debra. The dogs were doing awonderful job on all three of us. I was sure there wouldbe three orgasms. Nice log cabin, right on the lake. We get out and walk in. There's Ron, tied to a kitchen chair, right in the middle of the living room, facing the sofa. Damm, I thought---ring side seat. This bitch is evil. My dick is already starting to stir. Jinney (she said was her name) points me to the couch. “Strip” she commands, “shirt, boots, socks” As I start to do as commanded, I just notice that Ron was already buck ass naked himself. I kinda turn to look at him, as I slowly peeled my shirt off,. "Piano lessons: Tuesday,Thursday, and Saturday, 4 pm" and there was a phone number."Madame Beringer, we do not give piano lessons, we do not own a piano,and that is not our phone number," I protested.She laughed.But the following Tuesday I was dismissed early from my job and orderedto be home by 3:30 pm. At 4 pm exactly, my wife made me stand in theliving room next to the window. She ordered me to undress. Completelystrip. She handed me a razor and a can of shaving foam. "Shave, sissy,shave. I. Kristen felt more self conscious about her self in the gym outfit. She had chosen one that wasn’t so tight. She herself had a nice rack, according to a number of girls who had compared eachother once, but she didn’t like the look of her tummy and thighs. Jessica kept assuring her that she had the better stomach of the two of them and should show it off, and she insisted that her legs looked great, but Kristen was self conscious anyway.Kristen made her final jump and that ended their test..