He's here for a visit for a few days until he returns to Chicago..." Actually," Jason interrupted, "I have to go to Los Angeles before I return home t... Chicago, but Hi Maggie." Oh. I didn't know," said Mandy.Maggie handed them each a mug of coffee tailored to their choices and told them she'd made a couple of roast beef sandwiches for starters and if they wanted more of a meal, there was turkey, pork roast and meat loaf in the refrigerator."If you need me to heat anything up for you, please let. " He turned to Ingrid. "Ingrid, you should wear low-cut tops, and show your titties off to me." He waited, she didn't answer."Crap. Do they always answer?"I thought back. "Um, usually? I think so." So they're only listening to you?" Yeah, apparently. I guess..." Then show me something! Marissa probably won't change her hair for a while. I want instant gratification!" He grinned.I rolled my eyes. "Ward..." Dude, come on! They're probably going to snap out of it any second. I deserve to see some. As Mandy read the above message, her pulse quickened, her breathing became shallow and her cunt became wet, also her nipples stiffened and began to ache for fingers to pinch and twist them. Without thinking she immediately responded sending back an email containing all the information she could think of. Deep down inside she really wanted the computer screen to flash and her virtual master to pop out and materialise in her living room and make her become the slut she was feeling inside right. “You pervert!” she said in a loud whisper obviously trying not to alert Tony. She glanced over her shoulder, then slid into the room and closed the door behind her …. “You little pervert!” She looked angry. “I saw you watching us earlier. You were wanking your little dick and look at you now! You pervert!” “Do you like dressing as a girl? Well? Do you? Turn you on does it?” I just stood there silent. My cock had wilted and was dangling from her red panties. I started to speak.“Shut up!” she.