"And where are my girls?"All three giggled. The black girl spoke first. "They're off with all the others, getting 'better acquainted.'" She made quote...marks with her fingers."I've met Julie," I said to with C-cup tits, "but I don't know you two."The black girl, with dark skin and short hair, did a little curtsy. "I'm Mimi. I work in the paint shop, and sometimes housekeeping." She was six foot two and had massive DD tits and a wide ass, but not overweight. She could easily get a job as a nude. But she wished her mom was home more often. Like this morning. Clarissa didn’t like eating breakfast alone. It always meant that the milk she got out of the refrigerator, which her mommy said was milk from her boobs, had to be warmed up otherwise it was too thick for Clarissa to drink. Clarissa didn’t like having to warm it up; she either got it too hot, or too cold. She preferred to drink it fresh, like she did whenever her mommy was home. Her mommy’s milk was yummy. Sweet, kinda’ like warm. This was not well taken and they were again ordered to divest themselves of their garments. This demand delivered in a threatening and most unkind tone.All hesitatingly and with the slowest of compliance began to undress. Four black robed males and a black robed female required this indignity. Ms Purity sneaked a glance at Reginald who was mainly watching the unfolding of the scene before him, a somewhat hopeful look on his young face, Purity thought.She was about to admonish him to look the. When Amy returned from her shower, she was still wearing her bathrobe. She sat down on the sofa, then clipped and filed her toenails most carefully. Then she went to her room and returned with a big round hand mirror. As I typed away, she sat on the edge of the couch, then flipped open the lower half of her robe. She spread her legs, then held the mirror down between her thighs and began to study her bared genitals. After a few moments of close scrutiny, she wondered out loud if a hairless.