Next I did my make-up; Alexis wanted me to look like a slut, so I applied it heavily. It was almost 9PM when I was finished, and I was very pleased wi...h the results. I laid the three envelopes, labeled "Instructions," "Photographer," and "Mistress V" on the table next to the entry door. Next I set about to bind myself. I began with stirrup-type straps, which locked on over my boots. The keys to these locks were in the glove compartment of my rental car. With the straps on, it is impossible to. She says she told Tony that he must not tell anybody about what she had done for him that afternoon, or he would get no more wanking off her ! See how clever she was, even at that age ? She knew just what he wanted, so was able to swear him to secrecy with the threat of withdrawing her favours ! Every day the next week, she and David talked about what they had all done the previous Saturday, and she wanted to know what Tony had said about her. David said that Tony had been wanking himself. The discussion was a back and forth between the two that included arrival times, who to talk to, and what they would be wearing. So this wasn’t just a chance encounter. I had been set up by my wife to be sucked, fucked, and reamed by her fantasy online friends. This means she gave her permission, without consulting me. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not objecting. As I ran through the scenario, I could see how everyone had accepted their roles and the unwritten rules I had accidently broken. She. "I guess things may get more complicated thanI'd expected. If you feel at all uncomfortable joining the sleepovertonight, it's okay to change your mind." You think I shouldn't be there with the other girls?"Aunt Joan pulled me into a warm hug. "Oh no, sweetie. I didn't mean thatat all." She pulled back a little and looked down at me. "I just knowgirls tend to be treated differently than boys, and I'm worried you mightfeel overwhelmed or uncomfortable or something." Oh, I hadn't really thought.