Let the painting party begin!"He showed us how to open the paint, stir it up then pour out some into smaller paper buckets. He demonstrated how to dip...the brush ("No need to shove it in all the way, just an inch or so at the end") and how to make the short strokes (shit, Don does it to me that way sometimes, and it drives me wild).It seemed simple enough. Don and I grabbed a ladder and started on the walls up at the ceiling. Don "helped" me by grabbing my ass a few times to "steady" me while I. Thank goodness I was still trusted. Mother was not all that convinced and said she would make it her business to encourage more socializing with other girls.At the age of ten my mother must have noticed that my erections were becoming more frequent when bathing, my balls were starting to drop, and fine hair was appearing in my pubic area.She called me aside and sensitively explained that as my body was starting to change into a young man and that I would soon develop a beard and a deeper voice. I thank everyone for theirparticipation and hope that you will all return for next year'sauction. And do remember to check the other streams for any unfinishedbidding. We have quite a few interesting specimens available."Mikela finally freed her horn and crawled to the man on her hands andknees. Her long tail flicked excitedly behind her, the tuft of fur onthe end of it whicking against the bed. Her large breasts and fulludder hung heavily below her while her pussy glistened in the. Chapter 4 Getting into Sir T.’s car, I laid my head back with my eyes closed. We made small talked while we drove to the restaurant. When opening my eyes I noticed that we were in a garage. “We are not to be at anyone’ s house…that was our agreement. ” The look on Sir T.’s face frightened me.. “I want to go back to the hotel now.. And I will inform my Master and “the Group” about this… Take me back NOW” Sir T. slapped my face telling me to shut up and get out of the car. When I did not move he.