I had never done this, I had seen my mum do it a thousand times, how hardcould it be?Now days, as I am well beyond "The other side of the fence" I rea...ize howstupid it is that all men just don't do "women's work". There is no reasonfor them not to. In fact many do those that live alone have no choice,they just don't advertise the fact. It is this silly attitude that somejobs are "women's work" and it is demeaning for men to do them. I'm sureit is just to make sure precious females stay mostly. There wasalso a pair of white ladies' sneakers.The chest of drawers contained plain bras and knickers, much like theones I was wearing; underslips; several pairs of pantyhose, tights,etc, in black and nude; two strange-looking belt-like garments, oneblack and one white; and a couple of half-aprons, presumably for usewith the maid's uniforms. I wasn't tempted to explore further, letalone to experiment. All that could wait until I was actuallyinstructed to do so. As far as I could see there. ?Do what you?re told bitch,? hesnarled. ?Here, I?ll help you get started.? He reached down and jammed acouple of fingers into Kristina?s dripping cunt and then withdrew themagain. Ignoring her moan, he brandished his digits in front of my face.?Open wide,? he said, his face creasing into a grin of pure mischief.I swallowed hard, opened my mouth and then nearly choked as Dave jammedhis fingers inside. He arched his eyebrows at me. Miserably, I beganlicking and sucking, all too aware of what the. In fact, no humiliation seemed too much for him, often licking the soles of Sacrifice’s feet and on at least one occasion, licking out dried shit from between her saggy bony arse cheeks. Still, whatever! thought Sharon. She was happy with the odd corridor fuck, and sometimes she persuaded men to come back with her to Faith’s flat where she would allow herself to be fucked back and front for as long as it took, buying off Faith’s acquiescence with the gift of Sweetness’ always eager body. The.