George comes back carrying a box which he places on the table at one end of the gym. One by one, he points to each of us and beckons for us to come fo...ward.First we get a rubber chest strap, which fits just beneath our breasts. This is part of a heart rate monitor and the monitor goes on our wrists. They are obviously taking care of us. Second, we're told to put on a rubber G-string, which is pleasantly firm. Third, we get what looks like a swimming costume for each of us. It almost feels odd. When she came over to visit, which was reguarly living in same town he always got horny seeing his mother ,wife and daughter running around the house in shorts and such. Chaz had a feeling that his “luck” with his mom was changing as they started talking more and even more openly. He had told her he always wondered how big her tits were when she was Tiffanys age and she answered that “they would still give her a run for her money”. He felt his cock twitch when she said that and thinking fast. "I had stopped masturbating while I mulled over this latest piece of information. I'm no prude, I like sex as much as anyone, but the thought of homosexual behaviour by either sex I considered wrong. Well, I'm not sure I did really, but that's what my parents had always impressed on me. I had gone through school avoiding anything that could taint my white-as-the-driven-snow sexuality. Yes I knew of other girls who had obviously got very 'close' but I had convinced myself I had to uphold my. At my stunned look, Jamilah jumped in, "Basheera would be your widowed mother-in-law, while I am your servant along with my unmarriable daughter."I was speechless for a second, then looked around at all the women. They were looking back at me expectantly."Do all of you feel the same way?" I asked.They all answered positively to the affirmative. I let out my breath and sat back on my cushion."I don't think I can do that," I said. "Not because I don't love any of you, in fact, the opposite is.