Like I was some little kid who couldn't make her own decisions. I mean, I knew that things with Andy couldn't work and it wasn't like he was going to ...weep me off my feet just because he showed up after a year looking... well, like he did.Which is why I got so mad when the doorbell rang as I was brushing my teeth. I threw my robe over the tee shirt and panties I was wearing and stomped down the steps to throw open the door."Listen, Wilson. You better get the hell off my..." Hi, Beth." Andy!. He ordered four shots and four beers and started atab. Andy didn't normally do shots, but Chris' intent was to get Andyso smashed that he would have a good time regardless of whether he gotlucky. Returning to Andy's side, they immediately toasted and downedthe round of shots. Andy followed up by drinking the first beer in onego and Chris felt obliged to follow suit. No sooner had Chris finishedhis beer then Andy was tossing back the other shot and chasing it withthe second beer. Thus the. She also wanted to know what sort of marks he would be willing toallow her to inflict on him. On the questionnaire he had written that he didnot want his skin to be broken, but she also wanted to know how long othermarks could remain. ?What allergies do you have?' she had asked him. All ofthis served to heighten his anticipation of the big day. The playroom was comfortable. That's the best word he could find to describeits carpeted and soft-furnished appearance. Of course, he was sure some. My dick had not yet fully deflated and seeing thissight it began to re-inflate. Jill's chastity belt, maid'suniform and wig were removed and Jack was told to stand atattention in the middle of the room and I was untied and told tostand beside him while they checked Jill's cleaning job. Theywere well pleased until they noticed that the chair that I hadbeen sitting in all that time was badly stained with my precum.This brought out Patty's cane and Jack and I were to receive tenlashes each.The.