“Well yes.” I declared, but Iris what if he thinks he can ... Iris’s hand came round my shoulder saying, “ Don’t fret Margot. I’ll take Gu... aside after dinner and gently explain to him how he can get back into your good books again; about the natural lust of boys and self discipline.” Her hand began caressing my neck while she explained to me, “It’s about maintaining your respect and Guy’s obedience,” “Oh.” I said feeling my pulse quicken under her touch. Iris continued, “A brainy friend of. "What the hell, where's my uniformAnna?" he asks, starting to panic. "Well, that's the thing. Mom was sohappy seeing you in a dress she decided to get you skirts to wear toschool," Anna says in a sheepish voice, "I tried to talk her out of itbut she really was happy yesterday. She wouldn't listen to me." "How comeyou don't have to wear a skirt?" he asked feeling like he's gettingcompletely screwed over. She tells him she was able to pick her ownuniform because she'd gone shopping with their mom. Ken was in a quandary. The talk in the air with Marta had left his mind with all the to-do associated with Mallory. Now he was forced to confront the issue. Every time he looked at Connie she would lick her lips and smile. This interaction did not go unnoticed by the older ladies in the car, Marcia had all she could do to keep from laughing out loud at the cornered animal look in Ken’s eyes. Her laughter disappeared when the limo pulled into the drive at the lodge and there was a strange car. ”They had concluded their conversation as, it seems, the judge was getting horny again. By this time, I was so damned horny myself that I titty fucked her, got my cock sucked and jacked out my jism once more onto her titties and face. The evening passed by as you might expect, we watched a movie, snacked, drank booze and fucked a couple more times. I especially liked doing her in the living room, watching our action reflected in the mirrored wall, bending her over the back of a chair—oh how.