I remember pulling out the knife my mother used to cut vegetables when she cooked. Slowly, knife in hand, I walked back into my bedroom. I sat on the ...loor and leaned against my closet door, something I had done since childhood. I was always afraid of what was hiding in the dark and I thought leaning against the door would keep them from escaping. Slowly, I stretched my left arm out straight. With the knife, I traced the scars of my old wounds. I didn’t feel the quick slits. I only felt the. It was then I was attacked. Hit square in the head by a rogue pillow. The culprit laughed as I stoodthere momentarily bewildered. Revenge may be a dish best served cold,but I didn't have time to let it cool. I quickly picked the pillow andtossed it with mock fury at Lilly. It hit her in her face and shesquealed. "It wasn't me!" she laughed, "It was little Miss Innocent overthere!" Lilly pointed an accusing finger at Alana.Alana opened her mouth in shock and was about to protest when she washit. Taking you into my mouth, I cup your balls with one hand and put the other on your butt. You get more shampoo and massage it into my hair as I suck you off. I begin pumping my head up and down, gently pulling your scrotum and caressing your ass. Your breathing gets faster and it doesn’t take as long as usual for you to come as you were already highly aroused by my incredible orgasm. I swallow every ounce of come that erupts out of you. ‘Whoo,’ is all you say as I stand up to rinse the shampoo. ‘What don’t you understand about conditions? They are there for obeying. No women’s underwear, no appointment. Well?’I relented and agreed that I would be there as per his conditions. For several days I pondered how I could get some stockings and knickers but internet shopping, though the most anonymous course, would take too long. Instead, I rooted around in my wife’s drawers and found some sheer holdups and lace knickers. I removed them, knowing she was bound to wonder where they had.