I picked them up from the airport and drove home. They went upstairs to unpack and I went to my room turned on the camera and watched them unpack, fuc...ing great the thing was working well.We went out for a meal, Racquel was a good looker, nice big well formed tits shown off by her low cut blouse, nice legs, tight short skirt and I could see the buttons of the suspender belt she was wearing through the tightness of the skirt, so she was wearing stockings as well, excellent, all this finished off. The women stood in a circle around him as Elaine picked a wicked looking flexible cane from a chair and cut the air with it; he flinched and the women laughed at his obvious vulnerability. She pointed the cane to a padded mat in the middle of the floor."Take your clothes off and kneel there immediately!" He started to strip, and the women removed their over garments and sat in the circle of leather seats, crossing their legs and watching him strip. They taunted him about his little cock and. I was so embarrassed and departed her desk quickly. After that incident I made a point to stop perving on the girls as I did my round each morning, it was apparent that I wasn't being as discreet as I thought I was. This promise to myself was made difficult by the typists, as they seemed to flash me more and more. Was I just imagining this? I was just an average looking eighteen year old boy who was nervous around girls. These beautiful women, much older than me, couldn't possibly find me. Saturday is party night, and usually degenerates into a full-on orgy of maybe twenty or thirty participants and another fifty onlookers, while every Sunday afternoon a group of volunteers draws straws to find out which one of them is going to be the focus of the whole town's sexual appetites that evening, taking on all comers is a giant Lake Wannacum Fuck-Fest.And that leaves Mondays, or Family Night as it is informally known around the town. Family Night has always been special to me, since it.