I knew that if Rhonda had given me the same permission Samantha had, I'd be suspicious and then doubtful and then I'd do it. They were built a lot ali...e, but somehow I just knew Rhonda's breasts would feel completely different."Dad? Rhonda and Samantha said something interesting today." We were sitting down to dinner and Mom was serving her special meatloaf and mashed potatoes."What was that?" They wanted to know if I'd take Gypsy and Princess to the ranch with us next week. They both really. The vision of herself alone and stranded,defeated her. Slowly, she complied. Shrugging out of her jacket and thenfumbling with the buttons of her blouse. Camille waited patiently. Time was herfriend now. When Susan at last sat with herupper garments clasped to her chest, Camille spoke. ?Toss the blouse out the window.? Almost zombie like, Susan stoodand did as she was bid and remained standing looking after her departedmodesty. Camille let her linger, appreciating the long lines of the girl?s. She stared into the crackand told Betsy how she had always loved her anus. She knelt down and started sniffing Betsy’s ass odor,her tongue came out and she started licking Betsy’sanus. Dotty said it had acquired a nice scent. It wasthen I remembered that none of us had showered sincethe day before – it had been really hot, I knew thewomen would smell even stronger than theirundergarments on my face. Dotty then asked if I hadeaten that day. My stomach answered by growling.. Now... this would be the most significant difference between the Old and New Testament..."GonePlease, Sirs, please don’t take me away from the Harem. You desire me in the baths, wet and wanting? I am smooth, like the oils that dance atop the hot mineral baths, perfumed with rose petals, glistening with flakes of gold and silver. The tubs are carved from solid gemstone. Mine is of rose quarts, pink like my gem. My gem is hot. Submerged in waters mixed with fresh-pressed cane. My juices, like the.