When I had viewed the body, he had already been cleaned.I got the name of the street, and the address of the Clinton Mansion from the paper. I would g... to the scene of the crime. While the police were not to willing to give me what was apparently public information, the newspaper could always be counted on to be informative: Investigation 101.20 minutes later I was at the chain locked gate of the Clinton Mansion. Why Phillip had come here, was unclear to me. I walked the perimeter of the wall.. A few minutes after they had all finished Maggie simply arose from the table and walked into the lounge.“You two had better follow me, it’s my turn now!” she exclaimed.Mike and David smiled at each other and then walked in right behind her. Molly also followed; the broad grin on her face overflowed with wonderment at what her mother was planning and hoping it also involved her as well.Maggie ordered the men to undress and turning to Molly told her that it was her job to make those cocks as hard. In every girl, there exists a whore. You are a whore. Accepting gifts or money in return for sexual services is a natural state. A more enlightened man will just take what is rightfully his and the whore will expect nothing in return because the pleasure he feels is the whore's true reward. It is natural for you to whore yourself. You have nothing else of worth to offer save the use of your body'The men yesterday had the right to enjoy her and she had naturally obliged. She hadn't expected to. ”All I get to wear are these spandex shorty shorts and a spandex halter top that’s pretty much like a sports bra. It’s a straight spandex band that hugs around my chest. All it does is prove to everyone who sees me that I have absolutely no tits whatsoever. The only way I could be more naked would be if I were naked. Okay, I know bikinis can be a lot smaller than this but I’m nowhere near any swimming pools so they don’t count.And he said, “Why do you think you are dressed like that?”So I said,.