She laid a white towel on the bed in a triangle Shape saying, "Lie on that towel!" Being stubborn, I remained motionless not moving a single inch. Aun... Mary picked me up roughly positioning me butt down on the triangle. I heard the front door open. Aunt Mary called saying, "Gwen, is that you?" "Yes mommy." Good! Girls, I want both of you to come upstairs. I want to give you some more training in the ways of being a woman, wife and mother." Said Aunt Mary.Both girls entered the room, staring at. I figured I would face my feelings later. This was, hopefully, going to be fun to watch. They were both standing in front of the closet doors looking at themselves in the mirrors and rubbing each other's butts. They would bend over and touch the floor to give each other a good rear view. Each time they did that the thong part of the leotard would disappear up the crotch. I would have given anything to be the material of those leotards. Jill turned the lights out and they both got in the bed.. She knew what came next.Again Stanley roared "get those hands away! Put them on top of your head and spread your legs." Bill complied, humiliation suffusing his face. He had never felt so embarrassed. Here he was, stark naked before two gorgeous females displaying what he knew to be his inadequate male equipment.Helen glanced pointedly at Bill's crotch.—"Humph, Alice. I don't see what he was trying to hide. There isn't much there." Bill blushed even redder with misery. Alice sensed what her. Pain and Mr. Pleasure began toargue with Mr. Self-Preservation over who really had mybest interests at heart. Of course, any opportunity toescape would be seriously considered, but Mr. Fear had tobe absolutely sure I wouldn't be risking my nuts if thingswent awry.I just couldn't believe how ambivalent I was about thispotentially life-threatening situation: one minute, Iwould be terrified of being ****d and tortured, and thenpossibly killed by my a*****ors; another minute, I wouldbe really keen.