"Yes ma'am..I mean Miss. Norman," he quickly corrected. "Lose weight?I'm already skinny as a rail," he thought.When they finished, she got up and tie... pink organza apron around hiswaist. Seeing his puzzled look said, "You're now responsible for thecleanup. Rinse the dishes and put them in the washer. Wipe down thecounter tops and table. Then you're free to do what you want. Youlook tired and think you should just go to bed. We have a busy daytomorrow. I have a shipment coming in that. " She said, looking me straight in the eye. "Erm... sure, but there isn't much room." I replied, a little shocked. She smiled warmly at me. "I'm sure it's big enough for the two of us." She said, cheekily. And with that she took a swig of vodka and handed the bottle to me. I took a long swig, my heart racing, wondering how the hell I was going to cope with Jane laid beside me all night, totally unaware that I was desperate for her gorgeous body. "Tasha, you look so gorgeous tonight. Well, you. I managed to get the stockings up and into place as Susan placed a pair of red 4 inch heels in front of me. I tried them on and they were a little snug but I could wear them. Susan had me walk around in the for several minutes so I could get use to walking in heels that high.She told me to go down the stairs and get us both another glass of wine. If I could walk up and down stairs while carrying glasses of wine I would do fine walking in heels.I admit that I stumbled a few times, especial going. I could never be sure whose clit was between my lips, whose nose and tongue were entertaining my pussy, whose sphincter was clamped on my finger.But should I have cared? Of course not. Debbie and I welcomed this brand new member into our sorority, just as Ms. Elliot welcomed us into her private circle. No, we had no doubts that there were others in that circle; we just didn't know who they might be.At least once a week our trio would meet to recreate the rituals of our ancient sisters of the.