There was a few moments when I thought that having my panties for a trophy would be enough for them all, but I was wrong. Again my legs were the targe... as both Paul and Ollie stroked them and then started slowly to prise them apart again which I tried to resist without any success. By now I think I was resigned to the fact that I wasn’t going to be able to stop what was happening without causing a lot of embarrassment to all concerned and so I tried to relax a little and had another drink and. She liked to see her knickers on her and smiled, “You like those?” “Yes I love them,” Diane replied, “So cool and lovely to the touch.” Removing them she climbed into the bath, and took a moment to settle into the hot water. Now as they sat facing one another she asked, “Tell me about your first love?” ' Her name was Eleanor,' Allyson began, 'but everyone called her Elly. I was sixteen at the time, and she was in her mid forty’s. She was a friend of the family, or I should say my mothers.. And she herself had been blessed with a bosom that, for some reason, men seemed to lust after; she opened two buttons at the top of her dress. Our 'professional expertise' was at their disposal if they wished to avail themselves here and now.Barriers never disappeared more swiftly. If in the end their beliefs were to be proved false, Mr A was plainly ready to find out. He couldn't bring himself to take his eyes from Anna's tits until, sensing that his wife was waiting for him to provide a lead,. I don't think anyone else can read their thoughts, though, except for the eBoys, of course and each other.So we've got to protect ourselves, data-wise at least. I've got some ideas about how to do it, but I'm not good enough to pull it off. I'll let the eGirls wrap their little brains around our problem, then see where they go with it.Meanwhile I've learned to live with my mind being an open book to a pack of five year olds. I'm used to it. I've got nothing to hide. I'm not like a serial killer.