All the usual guys were here but, for the first time, the wives and girlfriends were coming along too. That meant our group of eight had, this year, t...rned into a much bigger group of sixteen. I’d brought my girlfriend Sarah along.At twenty-eight, she was a couple of years younger than me – I was only a couple of weeks short of turning thirty and it was making me feel old for the first time in my life. The other guys and girls were all around the same age. All except for Dave’s companion. Dave. Had started to unbutton her white silk blouse and was pulling down thezipper of her skirt when she heard the doorbell ring. She quickly pulled thezipper back up and hurriedly tried to redo the buttons on her blouse as sheheaded back for the door. She peered through the peephole in the door and sawthe back of a man's head outside the door, but as she strained to get a betterview she recognized what appeared to be the familiar brown uniform of a UPSdeliveryman. M.C. knew that she wasn't expecting. "Two days?" The Realm?" I asked Pharaoh softly.He looked as stunned as I felt. "We must have slipped in." How does one 'slip in'?" I asked, incredulous."Skill, power and luck." He said with a shrug."Oh, for heaven's sake!" Anzu was peering around the door, scowling at Pharaoh and I. "Is this what you all have been doing?" Joey, Pharaoh and I exchanged a somewhat guilty look. "Children! You're like a bunch of hormone-addled adolescents!" She yanked the door from Joey and slammed it shut."Whoa.. The home was tittieville. Pussyville, too, I should imagine.One Saturday morning, the girls all came to breakfast wearing only panties, but they acted like they weren't. John was all smiles as me and Mom looked at six ringed breasts in perfect condition, on display, without drawing any fire, and no undue attention from John, as though he had his fill of those breasts, and those breasts may as well have been feet. If that weren't enough, they were all wearing panties, only panties, walking proud.