She lowered her thong down to her knees and then stepped out of them. She knelt down over my chest. I watched in anticipation for that wet pussy to hi... my chest, but she noticed what I wanted and kept her hips up. She smiled at my whining face. “What is it that you want again?” holding the wet thong in her hands.“Can I please smell your thong?” I begged, just hoping to smell that gorgeous pussy. She held it in front of my face for a second, holding it by the waist so the entire thong was. Hitler reached out, took my hand, and raised it to his lips."Enchanted, fraulein," he said, "but why are you shaking? There's no needto be nervous." I...I never imagined I would ever meet you in person," I said. "It's alittle overwhelming."This was a huge understatement."Yes, I have that effect on people," he said, with a thin smile, "but Ipromise you I don't bite." No, of course you don't," I replied, giving a nervous little laugh."So," he said, turning to face Helmut and Gerda once more,. When she arrives home late, she runs upstairs to draw a bath without assistance. Her desperate hope is that none of the servants have registered her distress and they simply see it as one too many gin and tonics in the early afternoon. She had enough bad marks against her reputation at home and didn’t need to add to that lopsided score in the minds of the critical domestic help.The mirror reveals her marks of shame on her nether regions and now she had some mean looking bruises on her ribs and. They did take pictures but as of now I have not seen any. I hope they keep them private. I found out later that 5 of the guys were seniors in High School and 5 were 20 year olds , and Billy and Jason ( my favorites) were 24. Last Saturday night I got done my shift at 3 AM as usual ; Billy and Jason came in and asked if I wanted to go out to a club that was opened all night. I needed that so I said yes. I called home and told my husband I was going to do a double shift and would see him about 12.