” Chris did so, slowly. What he saw made his eyes shoot open and forced a gasp through his lips. He gazed at a bedroom, the size of the first level ...f his house. The walls were a deep burgundy, the floor was black carpeting that threatened to swallow the color of Ebima’s large feet. Chris stole a glace at the ceiling to see burgundy and yellow curtains suspended over the top. There was a huge black desk housing numerous papers and quills. A wall length mirror stood across from a massive black. "I pulled myself up on him, my hands wrapped around his strong legsfeeling his jeans and then Daddy's chest, his skin...ohh Daddy Daddy...I straightened out my jean jacket and before I could do anything he said"Dance, bitch, just like you did while I was away. And don't fuckingstop until I tell you."Omg yes...with the alcohol coursing through me, the fireplace raging, andDaddy's lust raging too, I stood there in the big open living room andstarted to move.But he didn't go sit down and watch. I don’t have enough money here for a tip.” Steve must have thought I was serious because he immediately said it was okay. “Oh no. No it’s not. I just have to do something for you,” I said pointedly as I licked my lip suggestively and stepped close to him. He seemed to be a little reluctant so I very lightly touched his crotch with my fingernails. He was stiff and I ran my fingertips along the length. “Oooo, now that’s very nice,” I whispered. He glanced away nervously. I moved closer and. They were both thinking about what the Carters had said to each of them, but the fear of rejection in them still kept them silent.It was Laura, finally, who decided she should take the initiative and start a conversation; fishing for something that might lead in the right direction Laura said, "Do you know that the Carters have regular sex with other couples?"The question was so unexpected that Stan was left dumbfounded, and in a surprised voice said, "What?" Stan's surprise came more from the.