We have no secrets and few inhibitions. I am fully aware of her fantasies about other women, and she knows all about my liking for lingerie (not that ... wear it myself, of course! I just love to see women, and Mary in particular dressed in fine stockings and lacy underwear etc!). I looked down at the bed. Neatly displayed were a collection of Mary’s sexiest lingerie, set out in such a fashion as to resemble an actual person wearing them but without the body inside! A red silk bodice was at the. Clark plucked the bra’s front closure. The cups separated but still covered the orbs. He slid his thumbs beneath and twitched her hardened nubs. He flicked the lacy cups aside and was delighted to find large, dark areolae surrounding the erect flesh cylinders. His thumbs brushed the border between dark areolae and her creamy toned boob skin. The petite borderline bumps enlarged at his touch. Suzy shuddered under his touch and that set her boobs in jostle. Mr. Clark released his hold. He tapped. Do you understand? DO YOU? Now...read it!"Wow, the feeling of power I had was amazing. I did feel bad for him as hetried to adjust to this new situation. But I also knew deep inside he wasloving it. Craving it. And I also knew it was turning him on. He had nosecrets from me. He was a weak pathetic snivelling sissy who wanted to bedominated by his daughter. And he was helpless when I was with him.He started reading. "It says....Hi AmyGoodGirl. I've been eagerlyawaiting your next message. I did. He takes it inside the house to count it, and walks out a little later to tell his brother. “Al just gave me the operating money.” He walks over to talk to the carter and pays him for the wood. A noise at the house has me turning to see two young women leaving with baskets on their arms. Don says, “I hope you agree the operating expenses include food. I gave some money to our women to get food for the house.”I smile and say, “That money is a loan to the business which you two are now in charge.