Playfulness.The President was next to greet us. He gave me a very warm handshake."I would like to add my thanks to you for all you did. If it weren't ...or you and your family, my family might not even be alive right now. I'm sorry we left you alone with the police. The Secret Service wanted me out of there. Most people think the President is the boss. Not with the Secret Service. They call the shots and I usually behave like a good boy. Crossing their recommendations is usually more trouble than. I felt a little bit of hope reenter me. Her tonechanged back to normal. "Now I've been doing a bit of research. We needto go through your room and prepare to sell most of these boy clothes.Although I do think a few of them could be turned into a couple cuteoutfits." My heart fluttered. Cute outfits? This can't really behappening."Thanks Mom," was all I could think of to say. She smiled at me."Although I don't know why anyone would sign up to wear a bra," shelaughed. "Now sweetie get up. We have. As you slide them off the only movement I make is to lift my hips so that you can pull them off me more easily. When you spread my legs I can smell my own sweetness and feel your anxiety level go up as you are anxious to taste me… as you move your head closer I suddenly pull away and try desperately to retreat back to my corner, knowing good and well the punishment for such an action will be beyond painful and probably humiliating. Master: I pull you out of the corner with force and smack your. And that means you have to be initiated into the club.”Sandy whispered “What are you gonna do Sir?”“FIRST YOU MUST SWEAR TO SECRECY!” he boomed and both girls shrank back.Molly stood up, a stream of white cum dripping down the inside of each thigh.“Then” she said “You must kiss the royal scepter.”Mr. Rollins chuckled. “You see girls, we have chosen you two specially to be part of our secret club. We choose two girls each year, and this year you two are the special ones.”“What kind of special.