She did not resist when they put the panty briefs on her. Oh, itwas comical to watch, freeing one leg to get one foot through a leghole, thenrebinding...it so they could free the other leg. When they let her down they pulled her upright and pulled the panties tight. The panties were bright red nylon, the same shade as a well-beaten slavegirl's ass. Had Debbie realized the significance of that color, she would haveworried about it instead of worrying about her bare titties. They had her arms. “Are you not having fun?” The soft deep voice caressed across my ear sending waves directly to my secret spot, making me shiver. I turned slightly to my right as John put his arm around my waist. The movement caused his hand to glide across my bottom. At least I thought it was me turning towards him, but once I was facing him he didn’t remove it. He leaned into me and whispered again, “Are you not having fun?” On the word fun he gripped my cheek. I gave a slight squeal and leaned into him. . If you are willing to invest £600 to £700, I can watch out for opportunities. If you want I can make land purchases in your name and oversee them.”“Would you, Father? I’d like that. Maybe not tillable land, but some property in Guildford? A shop perhaps from which to draw rent?”“If that’s your wish, I shall look into opportunities. “You could also invest in the Funds, but then that money will be tied up for years. You’re young, and who knows when you might need money?”“I believe I’d prefer. I had been going to lesbian bars. There I found many girls that invited me to their house. There we had sex.But I only had one-night stands with the girls or maybe a two-night stand. It never became a long-term relation.I wanted to ease Pat’s mind. I told her that I didn’t understand why she never found a long-term relation. I found her very attractive.I told her about her huge boobs. They must be size D or E. That I love huge boobs. And that I love her full thighs.Pat smiled at me. She found.