He greeted both Mike and Sam by their names and then peeked over to look at what they were looking at. I knew better to straighten myself up. I decide... that I may as well just go with it; I wasn’t even in my own country let alone my own city, and I wouldn’t be here again without Master, so being embarrassed seemed to be a wasted emotion. The three of them were running their fingers over the welts on my arse, and every now and then I felt one of them press on the butt plug. I was very aroused. “Kinda’ …” “Went to the doctor?” “Frank, why are you quizzing me like this?” “Well, Karen, I have this little problem.” “And how can I help?” She was a little bit skeptical. “Seems the school board is considering buying this new computer software, SNIFFER it’s called.” “Yes …” Karen thought she had read an article about it in a Newsweek. “It’s used by many organizations to track unauthorized computer use.” At that point Karen was beginning to get an idea where this conversation was headed. “I. “Fortunately, when I was in Japan, I managed to wrestle her to the ground.”“And fuck her brains out?” Katt teased. “I mean, that WOULD be par for the course!”All three of us laughed hard, interrupting the conversation.“That trip to Japan was when I think I finally got my shit together,” I said. “Or at least came close.”“You’ve turned into a good man,” Karin said.“Thanks.”“You have your own room now, Birgit?” Kjell asked me when I showed him my room.“Yes, but I’m sleeping with my sisters so your. Innocent enough question, I thought.I was picking up my week's supply of papaya and bananas. I always loved the name..."Joy Store"...conjured images of acquiring things that brought me unbridled joy. Slightly illicit. More joy than was legal. More than you expected. Any more and it'd be i*****l.I mumbled something about pulling weeds and doing chores.She smiled. And licked her lips. Looked at me with a slightly wicked smile."I could use some help with 'chores' around here," she purred.I.