.. funny.I almost started to cavil about that. I had a strong argument that the instructions I had received had specified pants, not shirt. And just a... I opened my mouth, about to make myself look even "funnier" I realized that I was, perhaps, thinking a little too legalistically."I waited to take my shirt off because I wanted to unveil my massive, astonishing six pack, thereby driving the three of you wild with desire, and rendering you incapable of fending off my intended sexual advances." I. Glad to see you here. Where's Dumont?" His voice carried over the noise of equipment everywhere. The man was Werner Siegmann, site manager for the general contractor, Hoch und Tiefbau."Haven't seen him today, Werner," Helen replied, extending her hand to be swallowed in his. "Do you need him?" No, Helen. In fact I'm glad he's not here. I wanted to ask you something." He looked at Rummy. "You brought her up to date?"Rummy shook his head. "No, just that you wanted to talk to her."Werner looked. She stopped, rolled over, sighed, and tried to work out what the thought even meant.Her brother would be better at ... touching her?The more Olivia thought about it, the more she realized it was true.After all: she was straight. He was a man. Ignoring the fact that he was her brother, Olivia would always rather be touched by someone else. Given the choice between masturbation and having someone else get her off, she’d take the other person every time.He was a man, roughly her age. He was fairly. He said choose Tammy. After hearing him chuckle at Traci's choice she quickly said right hand. He grinned and said very painful choice bitch. She cringed and tears ran from her eyes dreading the the pain he was going to inflict on her body. She had chosen the hand holding the cane. She heard the flogger hit the floor just before the swish of the cane and the smack on her ass cheeks sending searing pain though her ass. She screamed loud enough for the neighbors five miles away to hear if it.