So I took a handful of toilet paper and knelt once again behind her. “Wipe from the front to the back” Dorothy instructed. So nervously I starte... to slowly wipe her pussy. The first piece of toilet paper was instantly wet and I couldn't help myself but sniff it before putting it in the toilet. It smelt musty but not unpleasant…..I grabbed some more toilet roll and returned to wiping her pussy. This time I wiped further forward to where her clit would be hiding, untouched for who knows how. When I awoke next morning, I didn't feel any different, but I knew that my life would never be the same. I was alone in the huge silk covered bed, enjoying the feel of the cool, slippery material as I stirred. I tried to think through all that had happened last night, but everything seemed hazy, except that my name was Suzette and that I had promised to be beautiful caring and attentive for Miss Tanaka. I broke into a cold sweat and decided to get up and confront Miss Tanaka, and demand my life. I’m Patsy by the way, and this is Derek.”“I’m Paul, this is my wife Lisa and this is Simone.” I couldn’t describe our schoolgirl’s relationship with us, so I didn’t try. Patsy was seriously sexy, in a miniskirt and short tee that showed a lovely flat tummy below her good-sized tits. Good face. Though the really sexy thing about her was her attitude.I took in everyone: “I don’t know about you but I wouldn’t mind an ice cream?” Everybody nodded. There was fellow-feeling among us after the group. ‘Initiation?’ Tom asked. ‘What initiation?’ It was, at best, a rhetorical question. The guards had removed their suit jackets, revealing, as he had expected, holsters underneath. They were in the process of pulling their pants down, forcing them off with some difficulty over clunky, mud stained shoes. They were both wearing boxers underneath, which they had pulled down just enough to reveal their genitals. Actually, it was a blessing, he thought, that they had not removed more clothing. One.