“Influence is Karen’s bailiwick. I just jump—or fall—into ridiculous situations without thinking,” Gee said.“Perhaps you don’t know how ...uch that raises your level of influence,” Pàl laughed. “Ms. Weisman, I would very much like to talk to you about your impressions of the current ... ah ... political environment here in Rosebud Falls.”“Please, just Karen,” she said. “I’d be delighted to have a discussion, though I, too, doubt my level of influence. Especially lately.”“Ah, Karen, that is not. As I am seat next to you, we chat about many things when you feel my hand sliding up your thigh,” what are you doing?” you ask softly, “making sure you are knickerless” I reply, you oblige by parting your legs a little so I can just about stroke your inner thigh and pussy lips, I smile as you wince and let out a soft moan as I make contact.We near the end of our meal and I bring out my phone and tap out a message, a short while after, your phone beeps with a message..‘Take your coat and bag to. Etc.I found myself reluctantly taking on chores which we had never done before. Things like hand-washing our lingerie. They had always been machine washed before, but now, for some reason, Janice felt that only hand-washing (and hang-drying) would do.And ironing the sheets. Janice had never, ever, ironed sheets before, but now I was supposed to do it. And since I had to wash the sheets every week, that meant ironing them every week as well."The sheets look wonderful!" Janice enthused, after I. It was extremely difficult to sleep the previous night but I was not feeling any ill effects of that as I was full of energy. I made sure I took care of my body and ensured everything was completely smooth prior to everyone showing up. I decided on wearing a pair of really short cheerleader shorts that hugged my ass perfectly and accentuated how hard my cock was. I also put on a tank top as the weather was simply beautiful this day. Everyone arrived around noon and loved seeing me in those.