"Oh I don't know," Jared said, taking a strand of his soft blonde hairbetween two fingers and rubbing. "I think maybe you should grow it out.Let it ge... a little longer. That's way you have more options when you goto the salon." Thas brilliant," Henry said. "You're just so smart Jared." And you're just so drunk, Honey," Jared said.Henry could only giggle in agreement and drink his drink as the numberswent up and up and up. He didn't know if Jared would ever find anythingto watch, but Henry. The favored beverage usually was white wine followed by beer. The girls enjoyed putting on a buzz. Everything seemed so much more fun if they did. After exploring the Attitude Realignment room the girls went up to the room the slaves were caged in to make their own inspections. This is where the sissy slaves began serving drinks and noshes. A favorite sport was to reach down under one of the sissy slave's petticoats and grab his/her balls and give it a painful squeeze with the slave hoping. Hunter squirmed like I had never seen any man do before. "Oh shit mom! Oh fuck that feels great! Don't stop...fuck don't stop mom! Lick my cock!" Ryan spoke up, "Look at mom go! I told you she was a little slut." I stopped licking Hunters cock, "So you think I am a slut...your little slut mother." I flashed him a very wicked smile. "Keep talking dirty to me. I am your slutty, cock socking, mom." I slid Hunters cock into my mouth and began to suck it like there was no tomorrow. My own pussy was. Sense was simply not forthcoming, and I was probably better served by a simple acknowledgement. ‘Umbrellas. Nice.’ ‘I know! My favorite is… probably the green one. It’s really cute- oh, but you’d probably rather hear about the one my uncle gave me a few years ago. It’s the kind with a little sword inside the handle!’ The sheer wattage of her grin made it clear that a monosyllable was not going to be accepted this time. Unwilling, for some reason, to ruin her happy, oblivious ramble, I cobbled.