The strange thing was, I couldn’t get the thoughts of those awful stories out of my mind.I work in the office of a small engineering company, and ha...ve lots of men coming in for one thing and another, most of them business like, but there’s always the few that you feel are ogling your breasts, or legs, or backside. I usually take this sort of thing as a compliment, but this day I kept wondering if they were really thinking of torturing me as I’d been reading in those stories. I found that I. "Wow. I'm impressed, where's Bill? We all need to meet to discuss where we're going.The phone buzzed again. I didn't know the caller, but he explained that he was Willie Carstairs' attorney. So that I could fully act as Willie's deputy out at Lacy Field, Willie had instructed him to prepare a formal power of attorney. So he wanted my full name?That was a question I had not been asked for years. I was remembering my school friends calling me 'Cyn' as I told him I was named Cynthia Mary. Just then the bedroom door opened and Lily and Hanna came running in, hand in hand, the cum all over their faces and chests indicating that they had already started the day with mutual orgasms – both total nymphomaniacs, it was clear.Caitlin stirred and kissed my breasts before opening her eyes and greeting the other two girls.Lily was very hyper and dancing around waving an envelope. “Come here, child, before I put you across my knee and spank you!” I said sharply, and for once she obeyed and. I had a perverted thought of you lying there like you do at the pool and playing with your breast and toys. Then you hit me with that smirk, and said oh yeah. You were thinking about me toying myself? I said yep. You asked me if I thought that was appropriate? I said what do you think. There is a picnic table there so you asked me to take off my shirt and give it to you. So I did, not really knowing why. You laid it on the edge of the table and pulled up your dress and laid back on it. You told.