"If I break a nail after we just had them done, I?ll kill you, Bobbi,"said his mother, unhappy with his effort. "Now empty your lungs, so Ican get thi... right, please." Let me do it," said a deep voice as he realized it was his father, assuddenly he felt his rib cage pull in as his father tugged on the laces."With all the crap you put these girls through, I should squeeze thelife out of you." But dad..?" Bob realized it was his father tugging the corset now."But nothing. Do what your mother. If only he wasn’t such a dick, she thought, and laughed at herself as the warm water washed over her naked body. She soaped her ample tits, rubbing them all over, then took the showerhead off the wall and started washing her cunt carefully. I really am sore now, Gen thought. But at least the itchiness has gone… for now anyway. Once she’d dried herself, she remembered what the bus driver had said to her the previous night. Gen was short of cash on the whole, and the idea of a free pass appealed. As the date grew nearer, I kept asking my Linda how theplans were coming for her act and she just told me I’dhave to wait and see when it happened. I couldn’t helpbut fantasize about how it would go and it always went beyondthe stripping, with it ending differently each time. Finallythe date arrived and the guys showed up for the weekend.As luck would have it, only three of them could make it. Fridaynight was spent catching up on things and Saturday got offto a leisurely start.The bachelor. “Come with me, Roger.” She grinned. “We’ll see the sights.” To Gérard and Amélie she admonished, “Kindly do not eat and drink everything we brought. We shall return soon.”With that the two set off hand-in-hand. Gradually Sandrine had become known in the circles connected with Master Heathcoate’s print shop, which touched most of the colleges and many of the larger businesses in the city, even if she worked mostly in the back rooms of Heathcoate’s establishment. In addition, some of Gérard’s.