The corsetiere tuckedthe garters through my panties, re-attached them to my stocking tops, the stoodback, next to Dianna, to appraise me with a critic...al stare. He stroked his chinthoughtfully."You know," he speculated out loud, "you wear it very well. It's a real shame tohide a figure like that under a suit ? at least, a men's suit. With a littlework and some figure-training, you could be a model in my next show withDianna."I was about to stammer out an embarrassed refusal when Dianna leapt to. Four women to fuck each night seemed to be just right and I was ready to get going right off the bat. There's also a lot to be said for having eight women to bathe with in the morning. There were jiggling titties and pert wagging asses everywhere I looked.Alas, we were out of fresh eggs now. I knew I had some pancake mix though and when I went looking for it I saw that there were a lot more boxes of it than I'd remembered. It only took about half an hour to teach a few of the girls how to make. They went to the kids rooms with #2 holding his gun to her back. They came back with the two children dressed in their pajamas. They both looked scared to death. Tammy was holding her mother and crying. Back in the living room the kids were seated in the chairs on either side of the couch. Andy looked a lot like his dad. Even at 14 he was about the same size. Tammy did not look much like either of them. David used to jokingly tell Linda that she looked like the milk man but these days there are. "Johnson looked around the room. "Mrs Stevens, if you're telling the truth and you're innocent, we'll have you back here in a couple of hours. Mr Stevens wouldn't even need to know you were gone." I'll go change then." Sorry, but we can't allow you out of our sight. You'll need to remain dressed as you are. You may put shoes on. Come with us please. We'll forego handcuffing you." Well thanks for that I guess." Melissa followed the two black men out to a beat-up sedan. The fat one opened the.