“None for me,” she asked.“That’s not a very slave-like attitude,” I said. But I held my cup to her lips, so we could share it.Then Sarah cam... up to us. Sarah likes boys and girls. “How experienced is your little pet,” she asked me.“Not very,” I said. “Why? Do you think you could train her?”“Well,” Sarah said, licking her lips suggestively. “She might make an interesting diversion. How is she with women?”Michelle’s face paled suddenly, but I pretended not to notice. She tugged at the leash, and. “To much hair though we’ll have to do something about that. “What shall we do, what shall me do?”“I don’t know.” I mumbled out.“Yes you do, don’t be shy.”“Remove it.” I said.“Yes, what a great idea. “Get up to your feet and follow me.”She lead me into the bathroom. She turned the bath water on and filled it about half way.“In you go.” She pointed.I stepped in.“On all fours again.” She said.I got down and she started to soap up my back side. She reached over and grabbed her razor and started. Still half asleep and sobernow it all came back to me suddenly what had happened the night before. Itwas all too much to grasp at once, all kinds of shit were running throughmy brain...what had happened...why was he here at my door...he knows whathappened and he's pissed... he told his parents...he's gonna kick my ass.Well, what seemed like forever, standing at the door in my boxers and notsaying anything, Marky spoke up and snapped me back to reality. He said"hey Jeff, Im ready to work". What. She slithered out of the bedroom, expecting to see her husband readying himself for bed. Although it went against the grain of her gentle nature, she was ready to seduce him... shamelessly. Maybe that's been my problem, she thought. I expect Art to take the initiative, but he's just too preoccupied. Sometimes a girl has to take things into her own hands... like that blonde girl in the movie.A vivid vision of Art's long, thick cock sprang into Kathy's mind. Well, what else could she do?But.