I'm glad you like my outfit," Chelsea said, kissing him. "You aren't wearing any panties under there are you?" "No Master, you have forbidden me from ...earing them except during my...'woman times', and I'm not there yet." "Show me," he said. Chelsea hiked up her dress showing him her naked, bare pussy as she blushed a bit. "Very good. Now go fix us up a suitable picnic lunch. I have to put a few things into the trunk of the car and we'll be ready to go. So while Chelsea went into the kitchen to. She knew what Dorothy meant. Steve did exactly the same thing to her. She decided to try again. ‘Now, just hold it, Dorothy. I’m not suggesting that you give up Steve, not at all. I know what you mean, in fact. He’s quite a man.’ Dorothy relaxed a little. ‘Oh? Then just what did you mean?’ ‘Well, I was hoping that we could, you know, share him between us. I think he’s man enough for both of us, don’t you?’ ‘Definitely,’ Dorothy said. ‘I don’t know, Louise. What guarantee do I have that you will. I decided I didn't want to dress all the way up, so I pulled out one of my sister's camisoles and put it on. I was really hard now. I closed her dresser drawers and walked out in to the living room. I twirled around feeling my body through the lingerie. All the sudden I heard a voice say, "What do we have here?" I froze with fear. It was Gina and she walked in front of me with a smirk. "I see with have a girlie wannabe here." I tried to say something, but just started crying. "Now, now you. All of us were to sleep in a huge barn, in which cots had been placed on the floor. No provisions had been made for privacy whatsoever. There were, however, six fairly large bathrooms in the barn, with showers.At 55, I was one of the oldest in attendance. Apparently most of the older generation had realized that this was not going to be a luxurious weekend and had opted to stay away. As one of the older generation, I did not really know most of the family. Most of the cousins were in the.