"Does my Daddy need to be taken care of?" "Yes, in the worst way. I want those lips to take care of me." I took her by the hand from the table to ... soft overstuffed chair where I sat back and told her to take off her string top. She never wears a bra around the house and her tits swayed free with erect nipples but they still never cease to create wonder for me as my eyes took her in from hair to toes. "Daddy, let me unzip you then you just lean back." I fell back into the chair and. If you were truthfulwith her she would normally understand what was going on and give advicethat helped."Yes. I am a bit nervous about if any parts have no volunteers that Imight get picked. I would rather play in the pit than take any actingrole." Even though I trusted my mother I didn't think it would be goodto tell her about people thinking I was a girl. There are limits!My mother took all this in and thought for a few seconds. "I take it isthe Dame part that is of most concern?" As I nodded. “God, I wanted to see you” she said. “I missed you.” And as she laid there I realized that as beautiful as she was, she was a married woman having an affair. She was like me, a slut. And Rick had taught me much about how to treat sluts.“Take me to your bedroom” I said and she got up and said “you want more?”“I don’t think you’ve had enough” I said. I remembered that with sluts you have to be firm, in charge. She took me by the hand and led me to this beautiful room with a king size bed, couch,. I should have not agreed to begin.”“I know what you mean, Anjali,”I commiserated. “In fact that is one of the reasons they’re not allowed clothing in the apartment. They strip and I search them every time they enter, to ensure they’re not smuggling anything in ... well you know, I’m sure.”“This they accept?” Anjali said, raising her voice in surprise.Just then Cherry and Berry came wandering into the room, laughing with each other about something I didn’t hear. Both stopped abruptly when they.