Just wearing thesenew clothes made me think sensual thoughts about several things I'dnever dreamed of thinking about in that way. They made me feel ho...and incredibly sexy. And in light of just how my hot and sexy newclothes made me feel so absolutely wonderful, I couldn't imagine whyI'd never thought about wearing something like them before now.While I'd dressed, they'd explained everything they wanted me to do.What they wanted was so very simple that any fool, even the most naivemale one,. "You lucky girl Shayna, squealed one of the strippers. His cousin Vinnyis a prince, not to mention wealthy!"Sir Dom interrupted the girls' laughter by stating his detailed plan,"You will stay with Vinny in his mansion. He will make sure you get toyour doctor visits, take your hormones daily, and last but not least,entertain his clients; HOWEVER, you cannot FUCK VINNY!" Oh sure she won't," blurted one of the strippers with a sarcasticgiggle.Another stripper questioned, "How long is Shayna going. She wasn’t really my aunt, but calling her aunt was a convenience. They raised me with all the love and attention a young man could want. Our house was in an upscale neighborhood near the downtown area where older homes were being demolished and new mansions being built for the doctors, lawyers, and other yuppies. Ours was one of the best of the earlier construction and impeccably maintained. The Parker home was one of the new ones, almost gaudy in appearance. As we queued in the reception. I had worked very hard the day before, and I felt entitled to reward myself. I was going to have a nice, easy, relaxing day fucking whom I chose when I chose, with no conveyer belt, no rotas, and no surprises. Things never work out as we plan them. I had slept in the main bedroom with Florence and Kylie, who had arrived the evening before and who both, I felt, needed my attention. Florence had evidently been obeying my orders to eat, she was noticeably bigger and her monster of a bra was.