”“A solution? I don’t get it? How is this thief a solution?” Nadia asked, unable to figure things out.“Well, let me put it in layman terms f...r you sweet pea, I am here for Alene’s sexual pleasure and I can fill all her sexual needs,” Jen said in a voice that sounded so condescending and arrogant to Nadia’s ears. It was too much for Nadia, she was way over her head in this. She stormed out of the house, unable to understand what’s going on, the only thing she knew was she needed some fresh. I went into the room and saw a regular pair of boxers. In the front it had a humongous pouch in thefront that looked like it would accommodate my package. I took off my pants and let my flaccidnessdangle between my legs. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to fit it all in there but I needed to try. She wentto all the effort of making this for me. I could at least try it on for her. I pulled the shorts up andstuffed myself in them. There were five buttons on them, more than enough to keep me. Since my mom wasn’t coming home till later, I decided to write her a note telling her I was going over to a friend’s house (didn’t specify) and to call the cell if she needed me.I grabbed my cell phone and car keys from the kitchen counter and headed to Tonianne’s house. This would be a night to remember.I arrived at the house about five minutes till 7. I walked up to the door, straightening my collar and tiding myself as I went.I knocked on the door, and Tonianne arrived to answer it just. Have some champagne." Forgive me, Mistress," I said, accepting a glass from a rather exotic waitress wearing a golden sari and thanking her with my eyes.Apparently our host preferred to staff his home with teenage girls from India, although the evening previously he'd thoroughly enjoyed my decidedly occidental charms. I didn't want to think about that, however, as being called a whore still bothered me. Swan's teasing had struck a nerve of self-doubt and I wondered unhappily if her opinion of.