I tried to finger-style my hair. I put on makeup. Iput on my heels. I decided not to put on fingernail polish.I decended the stairs, and I walked into...the living room. Both Greg andAmber saw me at the same time. She emitted a small whistle. He just said"wow." And Darla beamed at her personal toy.I refilled everyone's drink. I got some snacks out.Maid's uniforms are short, and when I would lean over to serve, I woulddisplay my ass to the room. Maybe that's why Greg eventually stroked it.Darla. Growing up in the suburbs, I had been a Boy Scout and still enjoyed camping, hiking and rafting on occasion but rarely had anyone with whom to go. I was always proud to be seen with a hottie on my arm in public, but in private the relationships would eventually get stale. In the end I had always gotten bored and surly, and one or the other of us had broken things off before long."In fact," he waved grandly around the bar, "I could have any of these women right here, right now, with no effort at. She took her hand from the knob, resigning herself to a sleepless night alone. She shuffled back toward her room. As she passed Archie’s room, she spotted the light under the door. Had he heard them? Was he sitting in fear of molestation, having heard his sister’s muted cries?She peeked through the keyhole. Not surprisingly, little Archie was standing on his bed, playing with his penis. Miss Penry breathed out so loudly that Archie actually turned and looked at the door. Figuring she’d been. Large but well proportioned to the rest of her body. I did exactly as I was told. I started at the small of her back and worked my way down to her butt. I massaged both cheeks and was amazed at the firmness and blemish free softness of her skin. I paid special attention to the area where her butt joined the back of her legs. I would cup the bottom of her butt in the palm of my hand and follow the curvature up the outside edges of her butt and then bring both hands together at the top of her.