“They’re on the first floor, one below the lobby. You might want to check.”The elevator dropped me off in front of a wall of windows giving me a...great view of the snowy valley. A sign said: Pool, Lockers, Gym, Massage, with an arrow pointing to the left.I found no one sitting at the reception desk in the ther****t’s office. To the right, a sign on a door said: Women. Knock before entering. I knocked. No one answered. To the left was a door marked Men with the same message. I knocked again.A. Notquite walking like a cat-walk model yet, although that will come soonwith practice I thought. I could see myself in the mirrors as Iparaded, my feet were crossing as I walked, and my ass was swayingnicely from side to side.He had told me, that dinner was casual tonight, we would dine in thekitchen, so to wear one of the tiny mini-skirts Id worn earlier. Healso added that I was to wear five inch, spiked heel, strappy sandalstoo, for more of a challenge and bare legs, as the skirts were. ”Jeff froze as her heard faintly the quite distinctive sound of his father’s voice on the phone, asking for him. How could his father know he had been at the very portal of his mother’s vagina, at the moment before passing into manhood and entry to paradise, just about to be the man of the house while papa was away. Then he realized that the moment was just a coincidence. His mother had not come to her senses but was smiling and holding her skirt high so it wouldn’t get in the way of their. Paula leaned against Kevin and sighed. Her hand slipped down and over his thigh, cupping the V of his crotch. His cock was hard against her hand, and she wished she could draw it out and stroke him here at the table--but this was her fantasy, not his. She left her hand on his erection, though."Are you still wet, slut?" he asked suddenly, catching her in her reverie. She bit her lip and blushed."Yes, Master, this slut is very wet still," she answered, her voice husky. Indeed she could feel her.