” My eyes fell to the heavenly display of sex before me, and my loins stirred, “I was… uh… I was just looking for Zander, have you seen him?�...“Why do you want him?” The woman asked, flinging back her blue hair to smile radiantly at me. God, what a woman. Her skin was golden bronze, sparkled with gemstone freckles that highlighted her nipples, labia and anus, the latter two exposed to me above Prestira’s waiting lips. The woman’s voluptuous body was draped over Prestira’s slender form, a. As for my life as a handmaiden, it was perfect. There were different duties depending on the day and the schedule. Some days Mistress Elizabeth would need to get up and go to work. We would prepare her for work and then drive her. There were always two girls who slept on either side of her and took care of her needs during the night. One of them was usually Handmaiden Amy but sometimes we got to cuddle up with her ourselves. The rest of us slept in a double king bed with a nice soft mattress.. On the Monday after I came home my mother came in dressed in scruffy clothing and said “Right James time for you to have a shower.” I turned in shock and said “Mom you can’t possibly mean to put me in the shower, with my arms I won’t fit for a start.” The way the doctors had put the cast on my arms made me feel like a scarecrow. I’m sure there were valid reasons for it, but it was still inconvenient to say the least.“Hun you need to be clean, and I need to get to work. My boss has given. What's a little sex among friends? I remember when you use to beg to fuck you. And you did it for nothing. This time you'll be getting something for it."I need to give a little background here. Maggie used to be the town punchboard before I married her. I don't think there was a male in town between the ages of fifteen and fifty that hadn't dipped their wick in Maggie's puddle. Why had I married her? Because she got pregnant and told her folks it was mine. Her folks went to my folks and the.