The next thing I remember was being home with people I had not seen in years telling me how badly they felt for me and that they would pray for me. Fo...od was brought and consumed; the B's guarded me like a pride of lioness would guard the cubs. There were ten guest books and more had to be purchased. The local police actually directed traffic.I was fifty years old and adrift without any direction. After three days the B's told me it was time to wake up and live. At first I was angry but agreed.. We had to read the words before we realized what was going on and found out what a golden shower was. I thought it was gross but good ole pervert Jean thought it would be fun. I said there was no way she was peeing in my mouth. She said she wanted to try it to see what it taste like. I said no way. We argued about it but kept checking out the magazines. We both fell silent when we found a magazine that had women with dicks. We could not believe what we were seeing. We were convinced that it was. Moments later, we pulled up to this brick building that looked like a warehouse in the industrial part of the city. I was greeted my the valet, a muscular built black man who opened my door and extends his hand to me. Oh my god, he was atleast 6'10" wearing docker shorts that showed off manhood perfectly, and how perfectly huge it was. He smiled and said "hello" as I swung my leg out of the car, trying to conceal the fact that I wasn't wearing anything underneath my skimpy skirt. As my legs. "Maybe later tonight. Way later." She said. "But no, we set you up with a date tonight and he's on his way. I'm going to be here to make sure you boys are comfortable and I expect to see a show." You aren't getting cold feet are you?" Tiffany asked."No, Mistress." Good. I don't want to have to punish you." Tiffany told her husband. "While Kyle and I are gone, you are to obey Krystal, understood?" Yes, Mistress."Tiffany smiled. Kyle reached into his zipper and pulled out his cock, in all its.