“What is the dog doing in the house?” Mother said.“He—” I stopped. “I just—”She cut in, “Fine. Fine, dear. As long as they’re not ...leeping on the furniture.”When I thought about all the things that had happened on the various pieces of furniture, sleeping was not the first thing that came to mind.Mother must have sensed what I was thinking about, because she cut in again, “Where is the other one?”“Here,” Miriam said coming to join me, right on cue. Max followed close behind. She had a look of. He waited for me to open my eyes and his lips moved towards mine. I hugged him as I could not face him in my shyness. This time, it was a tighter one, my head against his chest, my tits against his belly, and my arms under his arms covering his back.His hands moved all over my back and caressed my neck and shoulders. I moved my head away from his chest and looked in his eyes. He looked at me back with all his love.He slowly moved his lips towards my face as I closed my eyes to feel it with all. “Okay PeeWee let’s see you jerking that thing.” I was now 100% in her control and started to stroke my oily shaft for her. She looked on with a big smile as I stroked myself, naked but for my glasses and baseball cap. She gave me a range of instructions, changing hands, spitting in my hand to add a wet sheen to the oil. It went on like this for a couple of minutes and I was getting close so I made Ruby aware. “STOP!”I instinctively stopped as ordered and Ruby ordered me to swivel on the sofa. I. "Do you still thinkI'm a guy?" Of course you are." I tried to insist as she moved closer, her hipsswaying sexily with every step. By then it was too late to hide mygrowing excitement; the front of my skirt had a telltale bulge in it."Mr. Happy thinks I'm a girl." She giggled while pointing to the bulge."I think he likes me." I was about to mount some sort of defense whenonce again she threw her arms around my neck and pulled me close toher. When our lips met my resistance failed; I put my arms.