There is no pressure for a decision right now, but we can help you move today and may not be able to get back to you for some time. You are pretty far...from town and you are in real danger stuck way out here." I know that's right. It's just that I have lived here all my life and I hate to leave my home. I don't know what to do." Consider your children. Do you want to leave them in danger?" No, you've convinced me to give your group a try. What do I have to bring?" You don't need anything but. Every now and then, there was a landing or wide platform to break the monotony of the seemingly endless staircase, and there were people there, talking, drinks in their hands. They were clothed in fancy evening wear, and I hesitated, wondering what to do. Two more naked serving wenches with trays bearing drinks and snacks passed me, and one of them cast a questioning look my way. "Hurry!" she whispered, a maid afraid of violating the house rules. "Our Masters are waiting for us!"Uncertainly, I. "Children, children," Celia cut across. Now that her part in the proceedings was over she had changed back into a pink tracksuit and was ready to go home. Barry thought that she looked gorgeous and was trying to build up the courage to ask her out. Jayne, too, had changed into 'civvies' as had Gill, but Angela and Fiona, Trixie and the Countess respectively, were still in costume. Angela had wrapped herself in a dressing gown, partially to keep warm, partially for modesty. Whilst she had no. I can tell she had panties on, but definitely no bra. Every slight movement of her body was met by a jiggle of her mounds of fat. I felt the swelling in my shorts again but this time it was more difficult to conceal. As she began to look through the cupboards for breakfast I admired her body closely as I ate. Her tits were so big and round. I spotted her nipples poking out of the gown and began to stare. “Forgive me for coming out dressed like this,” she said. “But I figured you’re a big boy.