He wanted to see what Elizabeth looked like. He felt himself stretching to fit over Elizabeth's hips and butt and then he felt himself snuggling up ag...inst?a PENIS! Elizabeth turned to face the mirror. It was Jack, wearing makeup and a wig, he was a crossdresser. Jared was helpless, he wanted to scream but he couldn't, he wanted to move but he couldn't. All he could do was suffer in silence. Jared was never going to worn by a woman so he would never change into her perfect lover. He would be. But I need have had no fears. No sooner were we cleaned-up, than he settled alongside me, with his arms around me, cuddling and kissing me again. This was just too good to be true. We lay there for 20 minutes or so, kissing and cuddling, chatting a bit about trivial stuff, and then I decided I wanted to check out those buttocks, so I grabbed hold of him and told him to roll over. “Hmm!” he said, as I straddled his legs.Pulling his legs apart slightly, I buried my face between the cheeks of his. "I'm not sure I'm asking the right question here. Everybody seems happy with it. Why?"There was a brief pause. "The reasons vary, but in general it is a mix of already having some feelings or loyalty towards each other, a feeling of necessity, the knowledge that the legal and medical barriers are not there, and a conditioning added to ensure that concubines are loyal to their owners." Oh. You've programmed us to accept it?" No. The conditioning in each concubine merely makes them more loyal to. ”Sara sort of smirked. “It’s Saturday. Why not start now?”“Give ‘im a chance to charge up,” I said.“We got things we need to do,” Ben said.“But you’ll be here for dinner, and...” Sara asked.Mandy nodded. “We will.”“Same rules?” Sara asked.“If that’s what you want. I mean, these two are more than a man has a right to dream, but...” Ben started.“Last night was interesting. Kinda liberating,” Sara said. “First time I ever participated in a group thing.”“I think that goes for all of us,” I posed..