" He broke into a broad smile. "You're the ass hole that struck me out, what, must have been 10 times last year? What the hell you doing in this shitt... old bus, man?"Bobby smiled back, trying not to look too grateful at the friendly greeting. "I'm taking this shitty bus because I moved, and I'll be going to the same shitty school as you." He paused and held out his hand and said, "My name's Bobby Taylor by the way." I'm Rick Bartollo, and this is Bill Korsin and Jim Dillardo." Bill had been the. We then finished our shower and both dressed for work, Karen to go to the supermarket and I to go see a client re filming.At lunch time, I received a call from Karen saying that she was sorry for this morning and it was unforgivable for a slave slut to piss on her own master. I reminded her that away from playtime she was my equal and I would overlook the incident. She asked "Can you meet me at my finishing time tonight; someone here wants to meet you?" Yes, I can be there by 4.30 pm although I. I looked at her from her head to her legs and back up to her face. My eyes took in her unbelievable sexiness. She had combed and teased her hair into vibrant sexy strands of ice blonde. Her face, always without the unnecessary addition of makeup glowed in her own anticipation and desire. Her eyes sparkled as she took in the sight awaiting her too. Around her body was a basque I had purchased for her as a gift that year. It held and squeezed and pushed her body into an amazing shape, her breasts. ”“Where is she sashaying off to?”“She is going to make flight arrangements for Mike and Beth and their families to join us for Christmas.”“Really! The entire O’Dell clan together for the first time? This is going to be a great Christmas. Hey, do you think they will want to be naked?”“No. I don’t think so.”“Paul? Have you asked them?”“No.”“Paul? Have you even told them that we are nudists?”“No.”“Paul? Have you told them about all the babies?”“No, but Lynn said she would stay in touch with.