You make certain that air conditioner is turned way down to the coldest setting. I'll call Greta as soon as I hang up."Greta had married Stanley when ...hey got back from Boston. She gloried in her pregnancy. Stanley bought her a new Cadillac to drive around town and hired three colored maids to wait on her every whim.She played gin rummy with the maids, learned to cook kosher and settled down to become, as she told Stanley, "Jewish but not shrewish." Stanley was thankful she took to Judaism and. Pullinga box from beside him, he produced a pair of ballet shoes. I groaned inwardly.A week ago, he had brought home a pair, and insisted I try them. I slippedthem on, then pranced around the room for twenty minutes, boasting I couldwalk in them for hours. I could tell they excited them. I didn't want to admitmy toes were screaming in pain, so I didn't. Now, I regretted it. I could saynothing as he fit them on my feet. Snapping a leather leash to my collar, henodded to the limo driver who. "Yes Lucy. I'm ready for Bruce's cock. I want it."Bruce leant down and placed his cock against my ass. Resting it in the crack. Then he started humping himself against my ass."Abie's ass looks just like yours, Lucy." he spoke over my shoulder into the cam."Will you pretend it's me then?" she asked, "because you know I'm never going to let you ram that horse cock up MY ass, Bruce!"I didn’t think Bruce would be imagining my syster while he was doing me for the second time. I knew I was enough of. Gilstrup tell you to do, just like you'd mind me or Mrs. Livingston. No horsing around, no back talk. Understand? Great."As they came into the room, Sarah Gilstrup got up. "All ready?" she asked in her reedy voice. "Are you ready to spend the night with us, Eddie? I know Billy's looking forward to it."Eddie nodded, but there was a tiny tear in his eye as he took her hand and walked out the door. At the last second, he turned and looked back -- and then ran and hugged his dad, who squatted down.