My still tightly-swathed legs were extended in front of me. My gagged head was now below the priestesses’ waists. Another one of the three removed s...me of the layers holding my gag in place. I could breathe more easily but my mouth was still stuffed with silk. One of the priestesses whispered to the others. ‘That’s agood idea,’ the first priestess replied. ‘We don’t want those stupid women to see what happens to you. Their imagination will be much more inventive.’ The four left me to tightly. It was inevitable then, that the occasional bumping into one another like this became unavoidable. And the fact they'd been thrown together the way they had, sharing a room. Well ... even that hadn't been, or seemed all that strange. They had shared a room for years together at home, until such time at least as Janet started growing breasts, and then mom kicked me out of my room, and made me double up with Jack so sis could have some "female" privacy, as mom put it.But this ... seeing what I. It felt good to feel them loose and free in my bustier. I looked down, and felt really good about the way they looked. I still cannot believe they are my breasts sometimes when I look at myself. I left my blouse unbuttoned, but pulled my shirt together in the front so as not to give a show to everyone on the highway. After a few miles, I noticed a pickup truck coming up on my side to pass me. It had two young men in it, and they were traveling only slightly faster than I was, so they passed me. I am just worried all your family members might not like me.Sankari: Why?Me: Well, I am not fair, I am dusky. Not sure if everyone would like meSankari: Trust me you look handsomeMe: Ok it’s late. Get some sleep. Good nightSankari: Good night.Now, this chat turned me on for several reasons. But the main reason of all, she asked me if I was gonna give her space. What space was she talking about? I mean, ok, let’s assume it might sound dirty from a guy’s perspective. This instance, a small seed.