"Laurel? Honey? You've got to eat something." Kay took her hand as she spoke to her. Laurel didn't pull away. Took that as a good sign. But she didn't...exactly hang on, either. Kay nodded to me, and glanced at her other hand. I moved closer, and reached out and touched that hand. This time she flinched. Just slightly, but noticeably. But again, she didn't exactly pull away.I said, "Laurel?" Saw her eyes fill with tears. "Kay and I really do care about you. We want to be your friends, want to. But, as if hit by lightning, she let go of it and knelt on the floor. She hung her head, a soft moan left her lips.Angique stepped forward. She took the shrinking cock and made it touch the bowing girl's head."C'est bon, ma petite. Nettoye ton amour. Tu l'as gagné."Brigitte grabbed her Mistress's hand. She licked it with quick, fast strokes. A golden squirt left her cunt.It hissed into the dirty straw.Soeur.Does she remember?Does she remember what remembering is?The concept of yesterdays is. "I'll take abeer and get these two fine ladies a glass of white wine. You can havesome wine too if you like." I got up and nodded and went to the kitchen.Now I was a servant. What else could happen to me? I got the beer andwine and served them to our guests. Vicki had a slug and let out a burpjust like a guy. She was really playing the part and making me take thefeminine role in the house. I sat back down and sipped my wine. Vickiand the girls began talking about our trip and that the really. I rushed at her and, kissing her frantically, I lifted her bodily and threw her on the patio table sweeping aside the remains of a meal. Dishes and plates crashed to the tiles as, in haste of lust, I swung her long legs over my shoulders and rammed into her. "Yes, she said, yes, I want you and all you can give me. I spent ages fucking Marika in every possible way and she responded with enthusiasm and energy that I could hardly believe. As soon as my prick came out of her she pushed me back on.