When in the store, I made an excuse that I had to call my friends about our plans, and said goodbye to her, letting her finish up. Once outside I ran ...ome.I knew I only had a few minutes till Amy got back, so took care of the preparations I'd worked out. I used the bathroom, took a big 2 liter bottle with me to piss in later, took a bottle of Jack Daniels, and set myself up in the closet. I was going to get my own little show, of exactly what nature I didn't know.Sure enough, a few minutes. It automatically selected the first area we were going to try to clean up, since we would obviously work close to home when we started out.Atrina came with me, along with all of the bodyguards on our first day of testing my idea. At first, we did not enter the town, but ran an experiment on the grounds near the pig pen. I sent some slaves with a cart around to several of the nearby homes to request any garbage they might be throwing away. There was some suspicion from the people who wanted to. The blurry, indistinct fantasy had played through her head, unrefined but powerful. In what had seemed like no time at all, Ziega had came, head thrown back in a breathless whimper as her loins clamped down on her fingers and pleasure blossomed upward from her groin. In the few weeks since then, Ziega had been visiting the Greatmother's Brothel, just sitting around on the comfortable chairs and watching or listening, sometimes having shy conversations with other patrons or the working girls. It also made me wonder how many other mornings I might have missed this exact situation. I watched her for a minute or so, before I couldn’t take it any longer. I reached over her shoulders and slid my hands under the sides of her opened bathrobe and squeezed her soft breasts. Angie gave a quick start as I touched her tits, but kept playing with herself. She was at the point where anything that felt good was a bonus, so I continued massaging her boobs for several minutes, squeezing and kneading.