"Okay, here goes! This is strictly between you and me and nobody else,okay?" Sure! Whatever you say goes no further than these 4 walls!" I promisedher..."Okay! Well, where to start?" There was a moment's silence before she foundthe words and then she relaxed a little. "Right, in for a penny... I musttell you right from the start that I'm a bisexual and I suspect you are aswell?" I nodded admittedly and she returned my nod, smiling as hersuspicions were confirmed before starting again."Over the. Rubber gloves squeezing my balls and titties. He smack my balls with a soap wand. I squeal. He shoves the soap wand from my ass crack in my mouth. I lay down on the transfer bench for an eninma. He gives me a whole bag of soap bubbles. I'm farting clean fresh bubbles. Then a couple bags of water. Next it is the rough scrub pad to get all the old skin off me. Good hard scrubbing a few times over. We really cleaned each other really well. Dried off with towels, robes, and blow driers. Fresh. The kneeling woman was dressed in a white shift like the one that Li had dressed Ko in when Ko had been her slave.The woman introduced herself as "Lucille Tucker, but everyone calls me Lucy."Steve glanced at the slave, and said, "Everyone?"Lucy laughed, and said, "Well, almost everyone. Can I offer you some refreshment? Breakfast?"Steve said, "I've eaten, thanks. A glass of ice water would be nice, though."Lucy touched her slave's shoulder and said, "Two glasses of ice water, Sarah." Sarah rose. Michael's tanned skin accentuated his youthful muscles and his jogging shorts highlighted his long, powerfully built legs. She had always been glad he didn't inherit her small frame."You might have to seek a restraining order to keep me away," Lisa told him as she entered the room.She threw herself into an old, overstuffed chair Michael used more as a clothes hamper than a seat. He looked at her with compassion...and something else. Something approaching appeal. Michael could not deny that for.