So, all wrapped up in a towel I dash over to, what is now my room. Momfollows a couple minutes behind. Once in the room mom picked me up, andplaced on...the crib mattress, while she was doing this she was saying.This will have to do as a changing table. She had me lay on my back andthen poured a ton of lavender powder all over me. I swear she powder mefrom head to toe and rubbed it all in. She then had me roll over as shedid the same on my backside from head to toe. There now you smell like ababy. 'You called me a fucking bitch', I said slowly, as I fished with my free hand, encircling his ball sack with my long finger, he realized this too late as I pulled them through the lower diamond shape, these were large and hanging in a long sack, age I guess, but they were mine to play with, and I wanted to have some sexually fueled fun with them.He was whimpering like a puppy dog, exhilarating to hold a man by the balls and make him cry, but I had different ideas, so holding him firmly I. I thought I was pretty safe. How bad could it be? When I got out of the shower this morning she had my clothes laid out for me on the bed. I felt my nipples perk up and a flush of warmth between my thighs as I saw what I was about to go to work in. She had dug out a short, very low cut, sleeveless summer dress. I had casually mentioned a couple of weeks ago I didn't wear it to work because there is no way to sit down in it modestly! I don't mind exposing some cleavage, my breasts are firm. .. Oh, God, this is your girlfriend?"Zane had pulled his briefs back on, and was struggling into his pants. "No, no, she's not. Lucilla is... well, I'm not sure how easily I can explain."Lucilla laughed. "I know, dear. I know. Claire, nothing is quite as it seems. Zane, I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to have to release some information. You have my apologies for any embarrassment." Embarrassment? What are you talking about?" Hush, Zane." Lucilla continued. "We girls are talking. Just.