A woman's perspective might help us immensely," Steven introduced me to the dozen or so young boys sitting around a large table with drawings of their... ideas spread out on it. It appeared to be chicken-scratch to me at first glance, as I walked around it bending over and examining the drawings. All were excitedly trying to get me to look at their drawings, while they were trying to look down my blouse to see my tits."Interesting….not bad….no way…", as I critiqued the drawings with the female. "I want you all to massage me." They began crawling toward me, then I lay all the way down, and soon all three of them were on their knees, towering over me, massaging my legs, arms, and torso. All I could see were three lower bodies. Each of them were completely hairless from the neck down, which looked a bit peculiar next to me, as I was sporting a fully grown bush at the time. Indeed, I felt like a queen among her three young servants in that moment. All three of them had grown rock hard,. Youll be completely safe. I was beside myself. I had no idea what to do now. I decided to just stop deciding and go out the door like I was about to before I read the last message. I took my keys, my mace (I still have no idea how he guessed that I had that), and my tea, and went down to my car. It only took about 10 minutes to get to Target at that time in the morning since no one was on the roads really and most of the light were green. There were about 5 or 7 cars in the Target parking lot.. He also knew he had little choice right now. He decided to remainappearing to be the passive graceful wife of society that he had become.He didn't want the others to see him in an undignified manner. Societyseeing the fighting desperate wife as she has to be overpowered andforced into the role would do him no good. That would not work and itwould hurt his image. The women would enjoy it. He needed to show themthat he could lead them, that he was in control and could be aninspiration, or a.