The 3 of us were in bra & panties except I had a hard on. They mocked me yet comforted me. They each did my make up and brushed my long hair.I was wea...ing this beige slip with matching bra and panties of lace designs. I looked in the mirror .Face it I looked great as a girl.White blouse with short black skirt. Black flats with black PH. I was leaking into my panties. The girls marveled how pretty and girly that I looked.She tied a pretty pink ribbon on one side of my hair and a dainty light. Then, a few weeks ago, one Sunday afternoon, a lovely sunny day, i was just in the back bedroom opening a few windows as the house was too warm and saw the mother, layed on her front, in a swwimsuit, dark blue, bare back so back just covered her ass really, and christ what an ass, my god, lovely n round, pretty plump but not huge, bloody perfect actually and the bikini hardly kept it in, bits of ass peeping out of the sides, what a site, gorgeous.Goes without saying i had a massive hard on,. They were working hard and it had paid off. Now, both of them were free to be the best they could be.It’s funny because a lot of people would have viewed Benny as a success in his first pass. He made good money, he had a wife, and he had kids. They wouldn’t have seen that the work made him miserable. The money meant nothing. His wife pitied him. His kids didn’t want anything to do with him.Tim had been held back in life trying to get Joyce cured of her self-destructive behavior. It was a. We both know you will. And when you do, we’ll take that final step of your enslavement.’ Lacie knew what she was talking about. Lacie knew what the last machine would do to her. Her purity would be ripped away from her by an uncaring machine. Lacie’s mind whirled, balancing her fears with the need to have that tight black lace back where it belonged. Her eyes teared up, indecision ripping through her. ‘I…I…I…’ Lacie hesitated, her arms still outstretched. Lacie weighed her options. The drugs.