But we were obdurate, and soon Fanny stood with nothing but her chemise left on, her shoes and stockings having been dragged off her at the special re...uest of Alice, whose uncontrolled enjoyment of the work of stripping her maid was delicious to witness.She now took command of operations. Pointing to a chair just in front of Fanny she exclaimed: "Sit there, Jack, and watch Fanny as I take off her last garments." For God's sake, Miss, don't strip me naked!" shrieked Fanny, who seemed to expect. Darlene gave me a warm hug and a glass of cold water and sat with me. I don’t know which I appreciated more; her company, the hug, or the beverage. I guzzled the water down in one long gulp. Public speaking is lonely and thirsty work.The sisters stopped by in ones and twos to exchange small talk with Sheila before retiring for the evening. That was the cover story, at least. I noticed after the third such “visit” that most of the women seemed to spend more time sneaking glances at my naked. I dumped it on top of the washer, shucking the jeans and tee as well as I went by the laundry alcove. I closed the bi-fold doors back to hide the mess and hurried into my bath. The warm water felt like heaven and I lingered well past being clean, singing softly until I heard a throat being cleared loudly on the other side of the curtain. I turned the water off and opened the curtain enough to peek my head out. Brian was leaned in the doorway swinging my lost undies around one finger, arms. The creature apparently felt it, too, for it withdrew its tongue and got up on to its knees, straddling her. Alison tried to get up, but it dispassionately shoved her back down. Turning around so that it had its back to her face, it sat heavily on her chest and bent down to have a look at her pussy. It pulled her legs apart, and Alison beat upon its lower back with her fists, to no avail.Another contraction came, and she began to strain to force the new poo-baby out. The huge monster sitting.