My wife had worn her new denim mini-skirt, which was long compared to what she would normally wear, a simple off-white silk blouse without a bra, ankl... socks and comfortable walking shoes. She did manage to find this tiny little plaid skirt that we bought in a small boutique on Michigan Avenue, along with a pair of over the knee white stockings. She was planning to wear them when we went back to the adult theater we'd discovered the night before; but, as it turned out, we ended up not going. We went to look at the herd she had purchased from me, and I introduced Snort to Bea. We all laughed when he gave her a big sloppy kiss. He seemed happy to see us and all the girls wanted to greet me.Di said she had taken my advice to heart and wouldn’t breed Snort to her bighorns until summer. He was still fairly young, and I didn’t think him getting a chance to grow a little more would hurt his status with the new ladies.I informed Di that he had managed to impregnate the ten girls with him. Her tongue piercing. Oh fuck. Yes, we'd been drunk. It was one of those decisions which makes perfect sense after a gin or five and unfortunately we knew people who could make our drunken promises reality before we sobered up. I didn't even have my ears pierced for chrissake. What in hell's teeth made me agree to getting a needle stuck through my most tender, and honestly one of my fondest, areas was quite beyond sober me. Anyway, there we were - five drunken gals gathered round at my friend,. ”“We’ll let him catch us. Put on some music and light the candles. I’ll put on something more comfortable.”Chuck finds some jazz and lights the candles. He refills Lynn’s wine glass. Lynn re-enters the room wearing a full length transparent black negligee. She is nude underneath. Her lingerie is unfastened displaying the curvature of her breasts and light triangle at the juncture of her thighs. Chuck is sitting on the leather couch with a glass of Maker’s Mark, taking in the sensuous beauty of.