After gearing up I went back to the living room.Arriving back in the living room I spied Jeff sitting nervously on the couch.“Why don’t you come o...er here and say hello.” I said.Jeff quickly got up off the couch and started to walk over to me.“Not so fast.” I told him, “Get down on all fours and crawl over here, we wouldn’t want you forgetting your place now would we.”Jeff started to blush but dropped to his hands and knees and crawled over the rest of the way.“That’s a good little slut,” I. I wrapped myself, achieving decency, but only just. I checked in the mirror, and left the bathroom, black hair, white shoulders, sky-blue towel, and white legs. I opened the kitchen door quietly and looked in. Michael was standing there, washing the dishes, with his back to me. ‘Mike, where’s Steve?’ He didn’t even turn. ‘Out somewhere. Back later. Why?’ ‘Just wondered.’ I walked into the kitchen properly. ‘Umm… listen, do you need to do that now?’ ‘Umm… well, it’s gotta get done.’ ‘Yeah. It. Ive organised a 3 day party in your honour. He untied her and dragged her screaming out of the bed by her hair, onto the patio, where there was a DJ playing rock music, loads of people drinking, dropping pills, singing, partying, snorting, dancing, whatever. Most wearing little or no clothes. Friends, sex maniacs, lesbians, lend me your lears here is the sexual buffet I promised. This is Tracey. Anyone who does NOT use and abuse her, is not welcome back to any of my famous parties! he. His deep, profound eyes often gaze from his delicate face to the gently murmuring sea beyond the mountains through the deep blue of summer nights and his trembling lips often send the sweetest sound from his pipe through the odorous breeze. Like hyacinth under the summer sky, so blooms our Daphnis, always a delight to the eye. In fact, during the harvest seasons, when the maidens from other villages also come to help make wine, they often compare Daphnis to Dionysus and some of the bolder ones.