I felt so exposed with my arms over my head.“Strip her corset, whore,” Daddy snarled.“Yes, Father,” Aunt Louisa purred.My aunt rose with equal...grace, moving with all the poise of a submissive slave. She, too, wanted to please my daddy. I couldn't help smiling as Georgia watched her mother scurry to obey. All four of Daddy's slaves were together the way we were meant to be. My busty aunt moved around behind me. She unlaced my corset. I groaned as it released its grip on my torso. Loosened, she. "Hi. I'm on my way to a meeting, but I got a call from an acquaintance in Margaret River. He said there was a chap there yesterday cursing me ... No, I didn't know him ... His name was 'Darrell.' I don't recall ever meeting him ... He was buying acreage, I was told ... Okay. Call me at home in the evening; or call Weena ... Right. Gotta go. Bye."We'd see whether that was a good clue.Chaz had everything set up: folders for each candidate: resumes, academic records, references. There was a lot,. "The conversation had run its course, and, with a little help for Cathy, they made their way upstairs. Robbi showed Bruce to her room, and Billy and Cathy went to theirs. Billy turned their bed down, and Robbi went into the toilet to urinate, douche, and "clear the deck" for Billy. Robbi turned down the bed, while Bruce hung up the clothes they had doffed downstairs. They went in and Robbi pissed and douched to "clean the pipes" for her lover, as well. Bruce turned the water on, asking how warm. That was until the first weekend in September. As well as being a good, sweet, nice, you could say almost perfect girl. Lucy was also amazingly pretty. To describe Lucy’s beauty is almost impossible with the written word. She had the sweetest body, everything in perfect proportion to everything else. Her skin was so soft, so well toned, and perfect to the touch. She was small in stature, but her legs were a picture of erotic seduction. Many said it was the curves, the amazing (as if sculptured.