The pulse had been relatively quiet, at least partly because the football team had played Coldwater the previous Friday, and had their heads handed to... them. That toned things down on Friday night after the somewhat exhilarating win from the week before. Spearfish Lake usually opened the season against Coldwater and would again next year; perhaps that would mean the season wouldn't get off to quite as promising a start, not that Susan cared much.It was midmorning when she got back to the. "You are my good boys" said our Master. "Now you will be my Piss boys" he said and he stood up and lead us into the bathroom. Get into the bath and we did. We faced each other but there wasn't room for both of us to lie down so we sat facing each other. Our Master stood beside the bath and held his cock pulling the foreskin back so we could see his piss slit. Both of us were ready and willing to receive our Masters hot piss but he said "Piss on each other" and Eric was able to almost straight. As I approached the front doorthe maestro opened the door for me and greeted me with a big "GoodMorning". When he saw my reluctance to letting him help me off with mywindbreaker he laughed and told me he knew about my finger nails and thathe was totally onboard with the entire project. He further explained thathe and Laura were friends from way back. He tilted his massive barberchair back at a 45 degree angle.Soon my face was smothered in a piping hot towel. After letting me steepfor a few. Amy bit her tongue until she couldn't wait any longer. "Are you?" she repeated."No. No I'm not," Michelle said, and Amy breathed a huge sigh of relief."But that's not all there is to it," Michelle said before taking another sip."What do you mean?" Amy asked."Well, I have an interesting opportunity to kill two birds with one stone," Michelle said. "You see, I read through your whole diary. It's almost full, and as I said, the reading is very interesting. The thing that strikes me the most luv,.