Let the bathing begin. The four young beauties were probably more ready than I was.Since yesterday morning Catla, and all my mates really, had been bu...lding them up with promises of new more functional clothes and foot wear. Why wouldn't they be ready to go? And I was sure as hell ready to help. It had been a while since we'd had a good bathing and shaving party.I wasn't the only one getting a show though. While Shayta filled the tub with warm water the four suspects stripped off their hide. ‘Well, it’s about damn time!’ She said. A wide smile crossed her face. ‘Is this your new driving partner?’ ‘Yup. Danni meet Sammi. Sammi, Danni.’ As I spoke her chair rolled a couple feet and she stood up. She was about six foot tall and close to two hundred pounds wearing jeans she probably bought when Sammi and I were in high school, a sweatshirt with the worn letters UCLA on the front and she was barefoot. I got passed and she wrapped Sammi in her arms and lifted her off the floor. She. Alcohol, his stubble grazing my skin, his breath. My pussy had it’s own mind as it secreted juices.I knew what I exactly wanted and needed that moment. I was too fascinated by him to say or do anything. While his hands worked their magic on my skin, I could feel my hands shiver.I turned my face towards him and dropped the water on his body playfully. A hot model who could have got any girl in his bed was going crazy for me. The thought drove me crazy as I pulled him towards me. We kissed wildly. She whimpered and retraced her steps until she stood straight once more.?What’ll it be, Michelle? Yes now, or yes later?? I asked her.?Please, Master. I can’t. Please!? she pleaded.?Yes now, or yes later?? I repeated, tracing the outline of her quivering nipple an inch above the flesh of her breast.?Please, Master. Please. I can’t!? she begged.I thrust forward and touched the baton just above her navel. There was a surge of power as the electricity leapt from metal to flesh. Michelle’s body.