I was worried that anything could happen the way I was now feeling, and I may regret it later. Had my drink been spiked? Was I having some kind of bre...kdown? I needed to think; and to bring this to an end. I found myself saying “OK guys, I really must go in a minute. What do you want me to do as a finale; I can either take off my bra or my skirt? But don’t worry - there’ll be more next time, I’ll be coming back!”“Oh lets see your boobs,” piped up John, and the others murmured their agreement.. The familiar email proforma opens.I write quickly and accurately. I am naked but I am sweating:I type in the addressees.- our home email address- Joe at NHCE- Prof ... but what if Angela is responsible for all this? ... No! I leave her off the list.- Cathy and George Corbin at their home- Cathy at the University.That's enough!The subject: "Help! From Jenny!" I start the body of the message... ,"Dear Joe. Please help me. I have been kidnapped to Russia. I am in a large county house near Moscow.. Sammy was moaning and wriggling about on the bed and my wife Amy making slurping noises and she was enjoying it, well they both were, I tried to speak but all that came out was a slight mumble which was enough to make Amy take her face out of my daughters pussy and look at me, my head started to spin and I started to feel faint, "I can explain, it's not as bad as you think" cried Amy, I started to run downstairs to head for the door and as I opened it I heard Sammy say "daddy please come back". The arrangement worked for the six of us that stayed there because we were cross intimate with each other.PJ asked, "Who's living here now – I mean the arrangements?" She waved her fingers between the two bedrooms.I detailed, "Crystal, her sister Ellen, Claire – our friend, Terry, Dan – our publicist, and me, although I think Cindy's going to sleep over frequently too now that she's out here in L.A. with us." Cindy nodded agreement.PJ sort of sputtered, "It's a little cozy isn't it? I can sleep.