.." Yeah, that's kinky," Desiree agreed. "What's his name?" I don't know." Crystal pretended to be unconcerned. "It's all part of the scene -- adds to...the spice." You let a guy tie you up and you don't know his name? Sweetie, you're even crazier than I thought you were!" Desiree and I were in full agreement there..."It's been great..." Crystal replied."Yeah, well -- he's probably married. That's the usual excuse for super-secrecy." Don't I know it!" Crystal agreed. "He isn't, though." Yeah,. Having gotten her husband’s approval, she returned to the walk-in closet and stepped into a pair of white latex, bikini panties and worked them firmly into place over her prominent, sensitive, very hot clit, and her puffy-lipped vagina.Then she put on the ultra-thin, white latex skirt, that fit itself to her body like a second skin, with a hem that was almost crotch exposing short.Next she put her arms through the shoulder straps of a white latex, vest-like top, and then pulled the full length. “Why don’t you clean it all up and re-organize it real neat, college boy?”I looked around the mess and realized that it would take hours to do what he wanted and thought to myself, ‘Aw shit.’“Okay,” I answered begrudgingly, “I’ll get right on it.”“Thanks.” Dad with a silly grin turned and as he walked out the door, “That’s a pretty funny gag gift.”I stood there looking at my next gargantuan project and contemplating how Dad had manipulated me, again. I ended up paying my little brother $20 to. There are going to be so many lost and confused concubines after today."I nodded and notice Thanh looking worried. When she noticed my attention she spoke. "Tribune? Was the Morocco on this mission?"Tribune Octavian looked tired and confused so I whispered in his ear. "Her man serves on the Morocco. He was here about a week ago on a one-day pass."The man sighed. "Yes, the Morocco was there, but we don't have confirmation on what happened to her yet. The reports I have say that one Goddess class.