Studying Abby as she rummaged through a draw full of what looked to be strapons. "You have an option to have a strap on, but, I know that some girls p...efer to be the bottom so often don't take one." She held up two, one sparkly purple one about 8 inches, and another hot pink one about 9 inches. "Whatever way you want, we will compensate. In the main room we also have a variety of different toys that you can use if you wish. As long as you clean them before and after use."I was barely paying any. “Why don’t you bring the kids – and your mother if she’s willing – over for dinner tomorrow night? I’m making my specialty, spinach cannelloni.” “I’m a bad cook so I’m afraid you’ll spoil my kids,” Cheryl laughed, “but OK. When do you want us?” For the next two months every night that both Jay and Samantha were out of town either Blair’s and Cheryl’s entire families got together for dinner or an activity, or Blair and Cheryl would go bowling, to a movie, or for coffee or a drink. By then. “ Nothing.” He walked back to the couch and plopped down. Ashley sat right next to him and paused the episode they were watching. “ Can we talk?” “ Okay.” He said slowly. “ Thank you so much. For taking care of me, I mean.” She said smiling. “ Oh, I don't mind, Ash.” he said gently, putting his hand on hers. “ No really, thank you so much,” she said. “I don't know what would have happened, I would've probably been alone tonight without anybody to talk to.” “ You can always talk to me.” . ” She smiled. “And the penalty for that is?” I replied. “No punishment, only pleasure if I choose.” “Then why move my hands?” I asked. “Because I’m not wearing any panties, silly boy!” She loudly whispered. I slid my hand beneath the back of her dress and felt nothing but bare bottomed ass. I allowed my thumb to run down the crack of her ass and felt no evidence of a thong or anything else. I slowly ran my thumb further down the crack of her ass. “Mmmm. Very naughty. You’re.