I forget who said, “We ain’t going back.”The accountant thanked us for dinner. He basically said to let Iron World continue to manage the money....He explained how to write down each time you partially pay Mike by buying food. Don’t pay him the difference every day. Pay him every week or 10 days. He showed them how to make a spreadsheet on paper. He asked me to do the same in Excel and show them how it works.I cleared the table and served ice cream and cake for dessert.“Now that our guests have. " Oh, Adam, we want to and it will be nice." Little did he know."So, let's snuggle, I've missed you today."Wiggling against Adam's nakedness was lovely after a long day at work, his cock, an insistent reminder of things to come."Mmm, what's this?" I asked as I reached down."Oh, that's for you, Kristen. I thought maybe you might think of something to do with it," he chuckled, now perfectly at ease with sex."I have just the perfect place for it," and I rolled over on my back and spread wide for. C went out to empty himself, but usually C was given the task of hosing him off, this time Mistress did give her a rest and had Baby do it. Baby was in mischevious mood though, and put the water on very cold and very hard. T bent over and had his anus pulverized by the spray, it stung. She then turned the nozzle to a find spray, commanded T to get on all fours and proceeded to jam the nozzle up his ass. Mistress and C watched from the deck as his belly began to bloat up. Baby left in. This is how it started for me. A class mate friend of mine told me about this wild party of some sort that was going to happen over a Radcliff, the girls collage, on Saturday night but that I shouldn’t tell anyone else. It was to be in one of the sorority houses, Baker House. It had been rumored that half of the girls in there were lesbians because of there build and the way they acted, although in all fairness to the ladies, to belong to Baker House you had to be on at least one of the schools.