”The guest stared back. .”Do you have something to say?”A wave of shame washed over him. He was still in male clothes after all. He was still a ...an, an equal, at least up to this point, wasn’t he?”Sir...he mumbled defeatedly, looking down again, “Yes Sir.”Recognizing the profound and wonderful difficulty this probably took to say, the Master let the mumble slide and smirked again. The guest put his hands back down. He grabbed the pullover and raised it above his head and off. Then the shirt,. Bart’s ears perked up at that statement. And they weren’t alone.“OK” Terri said. “Bart come here.”The two girls took Barts hands and pulled him into the living room and pushed him down in the center of the sofa. Terri quickly unzipped the little skirt she was wearing as Sherri started removing her clothes. Bart could just sit there and watch as Terri was now in just her panties and knee socks and tennis shoes then she started working on Bart and stripped his shorts down his legs followed by his. The Governor instantly became less voluble as he and his team was overwhelmed with a feeling of calm that was quite unlike anything any of them had known. Simone and Janice took orders and served drinks from the impromptu bar that had been set up. Simone was particularly pleased to have the opportunity to take refreshment for the combination of all the dashing about she had done through the morning and the humid weather had made for a powerful thirst. She quickly gulped down a tumbler of juice. As we waited for the services to begin, I opened the package to find the g-strings that we had left in the pews last Sunday freshly laundered and neatly folded. I reached over the back the pew and dropped Sally's in her lap. The pews in our old church are quite roomy so Bob moved behind me as we started to sing the opening hymns and pulled me tight against him. Sliding his hand down over my belly, he closed it over my pussy pulling my ass tightly into his crotch. I could feel his cock beginning.