She looked up to me filled with a million questions. "Is this all there is?" She asks me innocently, "I mean between two women? Just being close and k...owing that it's not wrong?"I allowed a finger to caress her cheek so very softly and whispered to her as we swayed to the music. I gently tipped her view to the other women gyrating with need against other women without a second thought. "Love is what all these women think they've found tonight. Love, what you should want and have, is like. Lawyer?" he asked. "Just like home, eh?"I looked at him. "I feel like Han Solo," I said evenly. "I have a bad feeling about this."He started back at me for a moment and then barked a short and humorless laugh. "By God, you're a cool customer, eh?" he said. "I'll give you that. Anyone that isn't down on their knees right about now begging me not to use this on them... well, I figure they're just not smart enough to understand what might happen. But I know you know exactly what might happen." He. It was a little bit sore on the knees, but the ache was quickly erased by the spa."I have ordered breakfast and it will be ready shortly, so please both get dressed in the clothes I have put out for you and we will go down and eat. I don't want to upset Betty by letting the food get cold," Marjorie told us.We quickly got dressed in the clothes that Marjorie supplied. Both sets were a little on the big side but at least we now looked presentable. Marjorie got a bra and other underwear on Hild. And took out a skirt and blouse to wear to dinner. Black pencil skirt and a print top. Her open toe yellow heels would complete the look. Kind of a sexy secretary look. She was ready with time to spare. And then she remembered the pink ribbon. And the plug. So she quickly undid her skirt and panties and put the ribbon on. When she put the plug in she wondered if it would remain in all evening. She decided it would be up to Daddy and it made her clitty feel tight in the ribbon he made her wear..