D had made that very clear. Not that heneeded to, really. The pay for a Pussy Boy was pretty meager once thecost of all their meds was taken out of ...t. Which was another thing thatMr. D insisted on for all the Pussy Boys - that they immediately go onthe hormone regimen that his doctor prescribed. Oh, it was all carefullyadministered and monitored and all that. And the cost was subsidized bythe Club. But it still cost a big chunk of a Pussy Boy's pay to havethat treatment.Fran thought back. I spent the morning cleaning the pool and the pool house. I also arranged the furniture in the pool house so that there was no convenient place to sit down that was out of sight of the camera. Everything was ready when the girls started arriving. By 1:00 PM all of the girls were there. Six nubile young girls. I had to supervise all day long. Sometimes a brother's burden is almost too hard to bear. Other times it can be such stuff as dreams are made of.They were all talking in the living room. De nudged me under the table and leaned closer to whisper that it was okay for me to flirt, but I wasn’t to pick anyone special. I asked how far the flirting was allowed to go, and she smiled impishly and told me that we could touch and kiss and that was it. “Yes or no,” she demanded. “Yes, of course,” I quickly agreed and by then the waitress was at our table, setting our drinks down. I bent over to check out her legs and she laughed as she looked at De. . I moved the right hand now resting on her waist a bit more downwards, casually hoping not to wake her up, and moved a bit more closer to her , my penis was turning hard again, so I caught it and placed it between the elastic of my pajamas. I moved my right arm further downwards and felt for her buttocks, but the material of her night gown was in between, so I slowly lifted the night gown ever so slowly and tried to touch her butts again, but I couldn’t so I hastily pulled at it and of it came.