”“I’ll shave him” said Helen, she had shaved her grandfather in hospital a few times. So they dragged him up the stairs, shaved him, undressed...him to his underpants and hoped he could cope with the rest. They watched as he sank slowly to the floor. Gingerly, three seventeen and eighteen year olds pulled him to his feet, pulled down his pants and edged him into the bath; where he promptly peed in the water. All three girls screwed up their noses, and pretended that they had never done that. Then. "What should we do about it, daddy?" Both Tom and I looked at dad for answers. Dad looked at me, then at Tom."I think my little girl want to have some fun, Tom. What do you think?" I think so too, Eric," said Tom with a big, happy grin."I want to be a good and generous neighbor, my little girl, so why don't you play a little with Tom?"I smiled at daddy and leaned towards Tom and gave him a French kiss. He lifted me up and put me down on his lap."Do you feel my cock, little girl? You can tell. They were both about 19. He was very skinny and long hair. About 5’10, brown hairShe was about 5’9” 120 lbs and long brown hair also. She looked like she still was going to school every morning, the girls next doorWe introduced ourselves and found out it was Donna and TimWe got along great that evening and we shared drinks and stories while we watched tv in our motor homeThe next morning Cindi made breakfast and invited the couple over. Only Donna showed up“Tim has to work SaturdaysShe went on. "I see. So being a slave means that you obey without question. But what if he would ask you to do something that is wrong?". Carla said.Lisa thought about it for a while and the answered. "I trust him to do what is right. If he betrayed that trust I wouldn't want to be his slave anymore. And that's what I am afraid off." What do you mean?". Carla asked"I'm afraid that he doesn't want me as his slave now that I have betrayed his trust."Carla nodded. "I think that being a slave or master also.