Com)********************************************"So... are we going to do our thanksgiving tradition this year?" Jessica asked sitting across the tabl... from Stacey, "Um sure, what tradition is that?" Stacey asked not really paying attention as she had her nose stuck in a book Jessica had made for her with the printings of over a dozen dolcett stories downloaded from the internet.Looking up at Jessica, Stacey could see she had a wicked smile on her face staring in Stacey's direction, turning. It would be nice to see herold friends from TGI. She fell asleep with acontented look on her face.Danny woke up early the next day to prepare for thevisit. She wanted to look nice so she showered andthen put on a matching set of blue silk panties andbra. She rolled a new pair of nude pantyhose up herlegs and over her panties. She carefully applied hermakeup and did her nails. Then she put on a nicesleeveless blue silk floral print dress. She steppedinto 4" navy blue pumps to round out the. So, what do you say”“Thank you Master” she said.“Don’t thank me” I replied.Vicki turned to the blond, clearly facing a dilemma. Finally, I saw the resignation in her eyes.“Thank you Chloe” (well at least I knew the blond’s name now – although I preferred slut or bitch).“Thank you for pouring boiling oil into my ass.”“Right then” I said “go ahead Chloe.”Chloe grasped the pipe tightly and began to pour the oil into it.I had never heard anything quite like Vicki’s scream. It almost pierced my. He may not be the brightest bulb on the tree but he knows he’s supposed to be furious with me if not with her. He knows how a husband is supposed to react when some guy screws his wife, especially when it borders on rape. I thought for a few seconds that he was going to try to pull it off. But at the last second he surprised me and went for honesty. Finally, trying to decide what to say even as he spoke he said, “It’s hard to describe. I’m still not certain what I’m feeling. I know what I’m.