In the master bedroom Roger marveled at the size. There was a round bed that was huge and it faced a wall of glass that provided a million dollar view...of the Pacific. There was a remote on the bed and when Roger pushed a couple of buttons the bed began to turn. He found out that there was even a vibrating function built into the bed. There was a full bath off of the master bedroom that was bigger than most people's living room.He opened the door to the walk in closet and he whistled at the size. I could see wheels spinning in her mind as she held me in her lawyer’s stare. There was that same mischievous and determined look in her wickedly smart eyes I remember so well from the lake last summer when she started her teasing and the “sharing” of her body with me. And when she next spoke to me here in her bedroom, her voice was void of the amusement and shock it had a minute ago. Now it was lower, even a tad flirty, but still with a lawyer’s edge to it. “So Jackie, you didn’t answer. For the health and well being of the relationship. To break bad habits by improving attitudes. The process of rehabilitating these two dykes was therapy for me as well. Power is an aphrodisiac, revenge is a turn on. This kind of high can't be found in booze or drugs, or in the biggest bottle of Viagra.Before the close of our session Pammy the scapegoat became Miss Pamela the head hero of this muff diving duo. She was now a dominant bitch with attitude and an Irish temper. She wasn't going to. I was super horny and and was stroking my own cock as she undid her shirt again and showed me her tits. She was more comfortable now and left it open while she watched me jerk off knowing that she would see Brian coming into the office in plenty of time to cover up and hide the screen. Brian appeared before long and assumed his position standing beside Cherry again looking down her top. He had given her a large document to read and as she was doing so he had moved behind her chair and was now.