She then took her braw and panties off and was brushing her hair in the dresser mirror when she spun around fast so I ducked and hope she never saw me...in the mirror.She never came to the window so I peeked again slow and she was brushing her hair again.She then put her nightgown on and left her room. I diden;t want her comming out back so I ran out front and knocked on the door like I forgot my keys.she let me in and I went in my room and jerked off. I think she was listening to me because I. A few of the men started to encourage me to shit; ‘shit fuck holes’, ‘yeah shit out that cum you filthy whore’, ‘come on show us what a cum dumpster that filthy shit hole of yours is whore’. Well that’s all it took I’m afraid and I did it, I pushed out a long, brown shit covered with huge dollops of fresh cum. The smelly beast coiled up underneath my hovering ass while all the men called me more names and degraded me even further for shitting in front of them. Then I heard some of them put. If I had to go somewhere fancy, I would be doing a lot of shopping anyway. I hate shopping, so I certainly hoped I wouldn't be required to dress robochick.When I awoke, I noted from the online version of the Tryon newspaper that it was Friday the 2nd of June. I also noted from the computer's clock that it was 6AM. As I had expected I had plenty of time to shower, wash and dry my hair, pack and even stop for breakfast. Since I had already said my goodbyes, I decided to go to Hardee's for. "We were there the night Brian and Samantha tied the knot around their wrists and we were here at Christmas two years ago when the two of you were handfasted to Rhonda. You are our children. You are all the children we have now."She actually said it without crying. They'd created a home that had a second master suite so that we could come as a family to visit them and stay with them. I thought how interesting this was as other homes had similar arrangements. John and Bea's home had a second.