I decided to wear my new skimpy bikini. I put it on and came out of the head. Glen looked at me and a big smile formed on his face. In the past, I ...ould have said something to him because of the look on his face. This time I modeled my suit for my brother. Glen didn't take his eyes off me as I turned around slowly."Do you like my new bikini?" I asked, knowing the answer."You look so hot, Meg."Hot? Did my brother just tell me I looked hot? Maybe I was getting a little over the top. I. Damion was horror struck. The smell of urine is not usually a turn on for me, but where Damion is concerned, rolling in cow pies could get me hot. Cassadee handed the glass of urine to the slave. He feared punishment or maybe he was just really thirsty, but he drank it right down like it was a real glass of lemonade. He looked sick afterwards and I thought he was going to barf. My pussy was soaked and it had nothing to do with sweat. Through my shorts, I rubbed hard on my red clit. I leaned. Only today, he wasn't in the mood for it. Jeremy might act like a dumb jerk, but Jay was completely aware that the guy was somewhat intelligent. And observant."What the hell is this?" Jeremy remarked. He'd noticed the pictures quickly, and the similarities in them."Nothing special," Jay replied. "A lot of bad shots. The lighting was wrong, wasn't paying attention..." No, him," Jeremy interrupted, dropping a heavy finger directly over Frank's face in one of them. "Looks like you must really like. Those will be left to my friend Jack Overstreet. I leave Mindy and Anna Blom each one hundred thousand dollars. Anything not mentioned directly in this will or listed in any of the trusts will be given to Carol Blom.”Mr. Jaffey again asked if there were any questions.Mark again spoke up. “What’s in the basement? None of us kids ever lived in this house. He moved here after we’d all moved out.”Mr. Jaffey said, “I don’t know. I don’t think that Jack knows. Carol may know but she isn’t obligated.