We have any brandy?" Sadly, no. I've got a couple of bottles of Port in the cupboard. Why don't you go and pour us a couple of glasses? Better yet, br...ng one of the bottles."He returned and set the two glasses down on the coffee table, pulled the cork and filled them to the brim. Marion leaned over the table to take the first swallow so as not to spill any. Then she looked up at him, smiling."Trying to get me drunk or something?" Working on it," he laughed. "But you don't seem to need any. ?Yes, Master.? Jeff nodded approvingly. ?Are you a virgin?? Sierra blushed, ?Yes.? ?Have you ever had a boyfriend?? ?Once. But only for a few weeks.? ?How far did you let him go?? Looking confused, she asked. ?What?do you mean, Sir.? ?I mean, did you ever touch his cock? Did you touch your pussy? Did he fingeryour asshole?? Now a bright red, she quickly shook her head. ?No. Never. No. He just kissedme, but I didn't like it.? At his blunt questions, Sierra started to feel horny. What did he mean. “ ... did you masturbate as you sniffed them?” Troy’s anus now tingled with a blend of fear and acute sexual excitement at being made to humiliate himself by strict feminine authority, the stern sneers of all the women burning into him as he fought to answer in the only way he could.“Y ... Yes.” A sapping wave of energy passed through him as he released the single word, the contemptuous and cynical chuckling of the women having it followed by the heat of his face reddening. His belittling was. "I sat up and patted the bed and she came in sheepishly, avoiding eye contact."I have to apologize for being a whore last night. I never had a guy give me butterflies like you did. Three years ago when we left school I was jealous of Haley and just thought you were the nicest guy. When you popped back in my life it was a sign from God and there I was covered in my own feces I just figured it was "just MY luck". When you finally made me realize that so many of my real memories of Mom and Sis.