And even then, I wasn't sure if I'd already turned them inside out or not. Don't laugh ... but it gave me an extra days worth of laundry. Yeah, I'd be...n doing those in the sink too. After all, the laundry room was down stairs. Go figure.I stood there looking up the stairs. All twenty-two steps. It was like taking on Mount Everest. At least for me anyway."Just lean on me, I'll help you up," she informed me. Hell, I was twice her size, and weight. Well ... I used to be anyway. Amazing how much. “Well Brad did you enjoy my little party the other night?”“Sure Tony, it was great,” I said while thinking it was one of the most bizarre parties I’d ever been to. It was more like a bachelor party than a housewarming.“What did you think of Heather?”“She was, ah, very nice.”“She has the hots for you, or didn’t you notice?” I smiled as I remembered her propositioning me just before Marissa showed up. “You know, just between us, I could set you up with her.”“Thanks Tony, but I think I’d better. The man on the ground was attempting to rise when one of the men kicked him and said something in a language that I could not understand. Then another man, who seemed to have the air of being the one in charge of the others, said something in English. ‘You owe me nine thousand, Mookie (at least that’s how it sounded to me), and I want it now.’ His English was clear, but with the trace of an accent that I could not place. Seeing one of the men suddenly brandish a knife in one hand, I reacted out. “Roxxi, push down Barbara, and start licking,” Owen pointed to the kneeling twin. “Darlene - seems like you got where you wanted to be.”He leaned back and kissed Darlene over his shoulder. Elizabeth saw her work buddy, her fellow sex slave, her only friend who could understand being fearless where Elizabeth could only be petrified. Darlene was fucking Elizabeth’s man with that cunt that made Elizabeth cry. And two other sluts. That only accounted for the bedroom.“Bed’s not really built for.