Her small t-shirt barely contained her breasts and the huge bare mounds were teasingly visible from beneath the edge of the fabric. Not too much, just... the right tantalizing amount to cause his manhood to begin to throb again. He swallowed absently as his mouth watered. His hot tongue darted out of his mouth and around his lips. His mind was dashing from one erotic thought to another, but one was in the forefront. His mouth curved into a wicked toothy grin as he let it flourish. Keyes imaged. And... "Well dear tell Becky and Amy that fun isfun ...and it looks as if a salon had done it" It was as if Mom wasoblivious to the obvious. Her 'son' had highlighted hair like any otherteenage girl in town. There must have been something going on that madeher so blas?. "Anyway honey," mom continued, "you look so much betterwearing your contacts and not those frumpy classes.I let Mom ease back into the routine of being home before I hatched mynext step. After two days dad was gone on his work. As soon as she got into the stockade, a line began to form, directly behind her ass.I was proud that the President knew what was a good limit for such a perverse activity. It was the President, himself, who stopped the line at number “six“. I could not hear anything that was said. But, my wife later told me that he said to his flock, “Let’s not get ridiculous!”Ridiculous, or not, of course I had to see the stockade show. And it was impressive. I had never seen my wife treated like that, like. I saw just a light in our bedroom. I climbed quietly the stairs, trying to surprise my loving Victor there. I pushed the door and knew my husband was inside the bathroom.There was a piece of paper over the pillow in our marital bed.“On your knees, slut…” I read in there. And I obeyed…I got naked and threw my clothes outside to the alleyway. I wore only my stiletto heels. I then got down on my knees onto the carpetI smelled my own sweat odor, knowing that Victor loved it…I was facing the door,.