When tis the hour at the end of the day,That we must take the time to pray,And a certain song our hearts do say,Our children had a better life today,N...w tis the hour at the end of the day,That we must take the time to pray,And a certain song our hearts do say,Our children had a better life today,Our song and dance will bring us peace todayWhen they finished, Rachelle turned to Sarah, Maureen and Siobhan and said, “We have really enjoyed our visit. Please let the choir know how wonderful they. " Hope to hear from you later ," Clive shouted as he rose and headed back to his friends.We left the pub shortly after and had a leisurely stroll along Lord St. I bought a new designer top and a set of lingerie, red with black inlay. We went back to our room and I slipped out of my clothes and lay on the bed, " So what do you think of Clive?" I asked Steve as he took a piss." Seems like a nice lad, smart too, great body as well, you fancy him Toni?" My fingers automatically touched my shaven. Meanwhile, Sydney is silentlyundressing, and carefully folding the items. He's dressed upscale malebusiness-casual. His slim-cut khakis are losing the fight to hide awidening bottom. Underneath, panties in my usual style--open backed. Infact, I have three like them in the same color. Bulging under that isplainly a chastity cage. He's wearing an underbust corset similar to oneof mine--all business, no frills, though of an appealing rosy hue. Thishas the effect of making teensy titties. I was fortunate to have three of my girls taking the course as an elective. This meant that on days that they didn't have practice; at least one of them would be at my house for some individual tutoring. Sometimes one or the other of them would complain of tightness in their muscles and ask for a leg massage. I was reluctant at first but over time it became a regular thing. It got to the point that all three of them would get the treatment every time they came over. Oh, the things a guy has to.