"So you need to thank me now, Bitch!" And pulled on his balls a bit harder.He said softly, "Thank you." I gave him a slap on his now half stiff dick. ...What did you say to me, Bitch?", "You will mean: Thanks, Sir." His cock shot up. And he stammered; "Thanks, Sir". I squeezed his balls again. "I can not hear you!", He replied louder, "Thank you, Sir!". That's better. "What will I call you, Bitch?" I asked him. "My name is Anthony". I coughed and threatened to slap his cock again. "My name is. I knew a little about the time I seemed to be in but I didn't even have a hint about the day-to-day manners. I was worried about it for a few seconds until she gave me a little smile."I'll be glad to call you Bill, as long as no one else is here. Do you want to try on a shirt to see if you like it?" she asked.Mary was what I really wanted to try on, especially after that little smile, but I kept it to myself again. I agreed to try a shirt though and she dug around in a small stack of them and. Would either of you like to shower with me this morning?”“I would love to.” Lynn said. “Erin, lover, go back to sleep and dream wet dreams.”Lynn ran her fingers around Erin’s infamous, now seeping, left nipple and kissed her wife.“If I am wet enough when you come back, Paul, will you please take care of me?” Erin moaned.“I will.” I answered softly.Erin rolled over and pulled the covers around her. Lynn and I walked to the bathroom and closed the door before we turned on the light. I started the. When I heard the blank from the gun being fired – I would strike the nail sharply against the plate – through a small hole in the scenery and it would shatter and fall.Early in the second half I went round behind the set and took up position. It was very dark back there – but as I waited – my new found friend suddenly sidled up beside me. As I smiled at her she winked and said “Hello naughty boy!” and immediately turned towards me and put her hand on my cock through my jeans. Within just a few.