“Can I help you?” she asked with barley a glance up from her iPhone.“Yes” I said, glancing around and only seeing one other large man sitting ...n the waiting room. “We’d like to get a piercing….for my wife.” I added quickly.“Sure” she said, still not looking up. “And what type of piercing… and where?”“Ah” I stammered out…” Her nipples…. A ring with a small bell attached to each.”The young woman suddenly looked up. We had all her attention as a broad smile spread over her face.“Of course, you do”. One more easily overcome with enough people looking and enough money offered for information," he told me in dire tones. "There are already people associated with your enemies in New York and Washington, D. C. on their way to my master in Berlin. If they arrive before you can escape, I will be dragged into the hunt for you ... and I already know where you are. I will not be able to avoid it, and you and your father will both die." But-" Alexandra!" my dad's voice echoed throughout the ballroom.. My cock was caught for a second, in whom I thought I would explode, and then it was free, and the panties were being pulled down my legs by both of them. The sales girl lifted up my feet one at a time to remove the panties, and then, very gently, repeated the procedure, lifting up each of my feet in turn, in order to change my panties. They were her panties she was making me wear. She and my mother each took a side, and slowly, almost too slowly, but not quite, began lifting the sales girl’s. She got into the shower and let the water run. As our shower has glass doors, I could see her firm nude body getting wet. I thought, Well, I gotta finish shaving, go to my room, and wait for my turn to shower. I tried not to look at her anymore, but I just couldn’t help thinking about her being there totally nude.I put the razor down, took my boxers off, which were the only thing I was wearing, and got into the shower. She looked at me and ironically said, “Wow.” I got behind her and saw her.