You might want to think up a quick history asto why you're dressed as you are because I'm sure there will be lots ofpeople asking.'A few minutes later...I was told to go into the bar and sit at the counter.I was to order a drink and was to ensure that I had at least onealcoholic drink every hour. Somehow I suspected that that would not be aproblem, in fact the thought of getting totally drunk and passing outactually appealed to me. The women had obviously thought that I might dothat, and had. Then she removed the black thong. Her as gave a jiggle as she stepped out of it. There she was. My naked stepmother. Her pussy was trimmed into a neat triangle, her nipples were a beige color but standing to attention. I quietly started to jerk as she admired her body. She put on her bikini took one past look at herself and left the room. I waited for the coast to be clear before leaving my hiding place. There on top of the laundry hamper I could see the thong. I grabbed it and without. "Well, yes, but you're not at UT like Randy is. You'll just have to ... I mean, I hope you could come to UT for a few events."Alan turned to me again."I take it you didn't know what was going on before today?"I shrugged. "That's pretty much right." How'd she manage to fool you?" he asked. I took it from his carefully neutral expression that he was 'up to something.'"Alan, let's not go there," Sharon broke in smoothly, using a very diplomatic and reasoned tone of voice."I just want to know what. . Uh, Mistress," he replied slowly, as if trying the words on for size."Ohhhh, someone is learning!" Stacy smiled and stroked bitch's cheek. "Good little bitch. Kiss her now. Go on and make it extra sloppy, she likes that."Chapter FiveBitch and I were kneeling on the floor and he took me in his arms, smiling and at last finding something he was truly comfortable with as I put my hands on his shoulders. He kissed me softly and then harder as I responded eagerly, not just for him, but for our.