Ikept the peignoir set hanging in the back of my closet. But when Iarrived at his rooms after work, I was wearing my feminineundergarments. It was t...e minimum required to stay on the level allday."It looks like I owe you," I said unbuttoning my shirt to show him thecamisole underneath."Is it working?" he asked. "Do you feel more in control?" Frankly, no," I replied. "I feel less in control. The panic attackshave stopped, but instead I find myself dependent on your treatment. Ihave to wear. "Darcie and Francesca want to call a vote on something." What?" she asked."I dunno."About a half-hour later, I felt that pipe lifted off my cock. A pair of hands started feeling me up, stroking my cock and kneading my balls.Was it Leiko? No one else had ever came into that room to fondle me, so who else could it be? Well, I just lay there and enjoyed it.Then I felt moist lips tickle the head of my cock."Oh! Oh! Oh!" I moaned.After a month, I had come only a handful of times, and only upon being. On the opposite side of the room was a four-poster bed with very thick looking covers. In the center of the room was a very large, circular rug that seemed to make it all look much more comfortable and inviting.“It’s brilliant, Ginny,” I breathed, then looked to her again. “But what did you ask the room to be?”“Thanks,” she said, blatantly ignoring my question.She grabbed my hand and led me to the sofa. We sat down and, upon closer inspection, I saw that the coffee table was not what it. It had felt the exact same as it did years ago. “Wow! We had so much fun up here.” Erin said as the three of them rememenice about all the fun memories they had using it as there big playhouse. A few minutes later Erin said, “Why don’t we make some new memories. How would you guys like it if I got each of you off?” Eric and Anthony eyes lit up as they were all for making new memories. Erin then removed her shirt and bra and stood topless if front of the two of them. She slowly got down in.