Both Ann and Elaine were wearing bikinis. On the other side of the pool were two couples. One couple’s female was wearing a thong. The other couple�...�s female partner was wearing a Wicked Weasel! She was on display! Since she was lying on a chaise lounge on her back with her legs spread, it seemed obvious to me that her display was intentional.Belinda whispered, “Steve, that’s pretty unmistakable.”I chuckled. “I think so. She wants people to look. Her figure is good enough that folks will look.. ‘Okay. Call me when you’re ready.’ Was my answer then I turned on the TV and started scrolling the channels.She left the room. I looked at my favorite programs but found nothing but ending movies and information for upcoming snooker match after about half an hour. Literally nothing to watch! That’s why I hate television and prefer other Medias like internet for example. Anyway I took another sip from my strong black coffee. Oh my wife is doing it great! Took another piece of the cake and. “A warrior,” her brother started. “Maybe a mage. A blacksmith, of course.”He sighed. “Order knows, all I want is to be a blacksmith. I’m just not sure I have the choice anymore.”“Nonsense,” she replied. “You decide who you’re going to be. You’re the only one who can.”Yren chuckled. “Mom said much the same thing this morning.”Teran grinned. “Where do you think I got it from?”The grin faded slightly. “Yren, you are who you are. You’re a blacksmith...”Her voice trailed off and her grin turned to a. I'll give you what you deserve for being such a horny little bitch, masturbating and pissing in front of me!" With a sudden move he grabbed her hair and pushed her face into the toilet, into her own piss that was still there. She was taken completely by surprise and struggled, crying out loud, but to no avail. "Now, slut, here comes your cleansing wash!" with that he laughed and flushed the toilet, holding her face firmly in it. "How do you like that, you whore, huh?" She was completely.