“How do you make it do that?” one little girl asked.“I’m a bard, so when I sing something, I can let you see it.”“But how?”“I ... hmm....I don’t really know. Anyway, it looks like the food is ready, so you should all go eat.”“Can we sing more later?” a boy asked.“Well, I’m running out of songs. Do you have some new songs you can teach me?”“Yes!”Katrin had spent the morning entertaining the younger children. Luckily, they spoke Eastern; none of them knew trade tongue well enough to sing in it.With. It was hard to say. But what did it matter anyway? Better both men excited than being at war with each other, and after all, she was the beneficiary of their arousal.Jason did not stay long. He looked at his watch and told them that he had better go and get packing. Laura showed him to the door and kissed him. Her hand dropped to his bulge and squeezed. “Don’t be long,” she told him. Jason pushed his hand under her skirt, and pulled her panties aside to cup her sex. “Get rid of these by the. I became a member of an elite group, made up of Arden Anderson, Mike Weiker, Freddie Sabarte, Chet Alvarado and myself. We eventually came to call ourselves 'The Legion of the Doomed'. The handful of eighth grade boys who were our tormentors we called 'The Dim Patrol'.Except for Chet, the rest of us were definitely the 'Braniacs' of the seventh grade boys. Chet was no dummy, but his status as a member was based on his size.'Chubby Chet' as our tormentors called him was built like a cross. “And find some clothes that suit your new… figure. Then come back downstairs. I’ll have a treat waiting for you.I was excited about what the treat might be, but I stepped into the walk-in closet, curious. Max left and went downstairs, while I started peering around at everything in the closet.“Well, I guess I’ll need underwear first,” I said to myself. There were some small drawers that I opened and found several pairs of thongs and panties. I grabbed some black lacy paints and stepped into.