I used his underwear to wipe up my own cummy mess andput them back on top of the heap where I had found them. They arrived homeearly Monday morning a...d Don gave he gave me a large "tip" for having comeover on short notice. He mentioned that they might go away next weekendbut would let me know.I counted the days as the next weekend approached and was delighted whenDon called and asked me back again to watch their house and as you mightguess, I couldn't' wait for them to leave so I could dash. Most often we'd have sex right away, just quick fun sex, and then we'd have dinner. Mr. Reiser would do some work in his study then and later we might go to the Owner's Club, or maybe just go upstairs and make love until we fell asleep. Once in awhile he'd take me someplace else, someplace more public, since I was now completely passable, but being gay was illegal. Even though me being his slave gave Mr. Reiser a loophole, if he was found out publicly it could be very embarrassing for him.. And that thinking made her ask some questions.“Is it just me,” Jill asked, “Or do you find it weird that we manage to be in love with each other while we know practically nothing about each other, besides our basic personality? I mean, I don’t know where you grew up, what school you went to, who your friends are, or what most of your interests are.”George laughed. “It’s not just you,” he admitted, “I find myself wondering about that myself. I mean, I assume you know trains are one of my main. "As Sally appeared to be horny, even at this time of the morning, I reached out and started stroking her firm little nipples through her blouse and bra and I was amazed at just how quick her nipples hardened until they were pushing proudly against the front of her blouse.Laying her head on my shoulder, my little sister gasped, "I love it when you play with my nipples, Tony, I love feeling them getting harder and harder."Leading her on now, I said then, "What else do you like, Sally?" I like.