He sounded defeated."What's wrong Bill," Tim asked. He was concerned about his friend and had never seen him this unsure of himself."Oh, nothing," Bil... said with a shrug in the typical male fashion."Don't give me that macho bullshit," Tim retorted with a grin. "It can't be more embarrassing than some of the stuff I've told you. Of course, I was usually half in the bag at the time. There's beer in the fridge. Do you want one?"Bill groaned and said, "No more beer. I have to keep a clear head." He. "She looked at me guiltily; she had clearly not realized that I was able to read into her motives so well."Third, no underwear around me."She stood quickly and reached under her skirt, pulling down her thong and throwing it to the other side of the room, then dropping back to her knees."Fourth, I want you to continue dressing as you do outside of the house. Inside the house, however, I want to see a slut. I want your daughters and all their friends to wonder how this innocent mother became such. But we were not really brother and sister so she liked “the most sincere applause” to her very attractive body. Thus we played this, her favorite morning game.The things I do to keep my people happy.Satisfied with my demonstration of unmet desire, she flounced to her bedroom where her clothes were. She was in such a good mood that she sang in Spanish and made me a spicy Mexican breakfast. She was raised right, she even cleaned up after. I asked her to thank her mother for me, for raising such a. And a smaller arse. I looked up and Russell still had that wicked grin on his face. “You see?” he said. “I told you she was a slut.” I looked down at his hand, and it had half disappeared under the hem of the red dress. I realised with mounting excitement that he was fingering her pussy. I’d heard stories about girls getting fingered, but I’d never done it myself. The idea of Russell fingering Ms Christie was perversely exciting. But my excitement turned to horror as I looked over to the.