But before I could come in her mouth, she stood up and ordered me to get dressed. I looked at her, pointing at my hard cock.Ana smiled with an evil gr...n; but she said I was a fucking pervert if I was looking for coming in her mouth…As I was getting dressed, Anita tried on several high heels…She finally chose a perfect sexy pair and spun around to ask my opinion. Of course, I got hard again when I saw her standing on these stilettos. Ana then lifted the hem to show me her bald glistening pussy. Someone else moveinto the room looking at me he said, "You smell get cleaned fucking mutant."Then he pulled back the trigger of a water cannon and bathed me in a burst ofwater.Knewing that the pressure of the water was supposed not only to wash me butto hurt and degrade me, I figured that it would probably help me if theythought it would hurt me so I started screaming as in pain. After a fewminute the water stopped and someone threw some kind of lab coat on the bed."Get clothed and don't try to. After partaking of that visual feast of delightful femininity, I finally stepped inside the cool air-conditioned entrance. Lazily I made my way over to the deli counter to make my purchase."A half pound of Scrimp Salad, please." Anything else?" the Deli clerk said, like he was doing me a favor. "That's it?" Yeah, that's it!" I said, getting a little annoyed at his mocking tone of voice. (It's not my fault folks—the guy was hostile!)"If I was ordering something at twelve bucks a pound I couldn't. It also had to hardwired to my receiver so that it didn't broadcast pictures to everyone. The cameras couldn't be mounted in walls because they wouldn't have the flexibility to be moved around if the chosen spot was not optimum for my viewing pleasure. That meant a cabinet to conceal the camera. But a cabinet meant that there had to be something in the cabinet that the girls would want in their bedrooms and bathrooms. My second inspiration struck. A radio!As I told you we were in a small town.