Darn,I'm flat chested. Wait, what the hell am I thinking. Of course I'mflat, I'm a guy. Am I having some kind of weird flashback fromsomething strange...slipped into a doobie?Dana did something he hasn't done in a while. He went to take a showerand this time decided to wash his greasy hair. He looked at the caddyin the shower and saw a purple container his Mom used. Hmmm, he thoughtopening the container. This smells pretty, like lilacs, I wonder whatRick would think...Rick got home and dinner was. "Ohhh. Did I forget to tell you that my friend Susan is coming over tonight as well? Oh, my. Well, no big deal. She'll love the way you look all tied down and vulnerable. Just one more small detail and then we'll be ready for her to arrive."Stacey walked over to her closet and returned with a tube of lube and a butt plug. The plug was about 4 inches long and just over 2 inches across. It was black rubber and shaped just like a penis. She squirted a copious amount of the lube on the plug and. I had never heard her talk like that before. No wonder mom never wanted to go home to see her brothers, they still lived there, and they had never married. According to mom if she steps foot in that house she is still fair game. She then asked me to be more respectful to my sister. She said that she expected me to test the waters so to speak but to try to respect Bianca’s feelings. She said that her brothers had fucked her in front of their friends and in front of company too. It was so. It's not in our prerogative to shout that person down. This is, I hope, a serious group and a serious gathering. Two days ago we wouldn't hear out a man who has as his duty our protection. We wouldn't even let him complete a sentence. I ask only this: that now we do so."She turned to Igwanda. "Carlos, this meeting is yours. We promise to listen."Igwanda rose. For a moment he stood silent. No, dammit Carlos, don't just 'surveille' them, talk to them, they aren't the enemy, she thought. But.