..maybe they will call...There was a message on my machine the next day, leaving the number of Dr. Jenkins. It was a woman's voice, probably his stude...t assistant or something. Before I could get the jitters I called. ?Dr. Jenkins office, Dr. Jenkins speaking? a female voice said.Hi! This is Russell Callahan. I applied for your toilet slave, excuse me, human toilet position.?? (Shit! This isn't going well, I thought) Have you ever been a toilet slave, Mr. Callahan?Oh no! Not at all. Nothing. He hoped it would be. Bill and Rob had agreed on a contact frequency if they were separated. They had planned as if they knew when this would happen and tried to handle it as if it were an actual battle. Now it was an actual battle and Bill was thankful for the planning.Bill's thoughts about Cherie and her daughter bothered him as he drove the four-wheeler to the lookout point. "Cherie was certainly good looking enough, with and without clothes. Both of them were," he thought with a blush. That. “But soon you’ll see what I see.”“Yes, all part of growing up,” Mary nodded.Lunch was a relaxed and joyful occasion that Sam managed pretty well even if he did catch the girls at least, constantly glancing at his manhood. Afterwards they all played badminton on the freshly cut lawn and things became very much more uncomfortable for Sam with the bodies of the three women bouncing in various ways as they each took turns in playing doubles against each other as well as Sam and the boys.“Would you. We all sat and chatted for several minutes as Matt tried to hide his hard on from my wife. I asked Matt, “Would you like to see my wife without her swimsuit on?”“Sure!” he shot back.My wife stood up in the tub and pulled her swim suit top down over her gorgeous tits. Matt could no longer hide his huge hard on and at that point. My wife then grabbed her swim suit bottoms and pulled them down. She then pulled them out of the water and tossed them off to the side of the tub.Matt squirmed back and.