”“Very good,” Patricia said with a soft smile, then she looked at me and winked. “And how many of you would be comfortable getting naked right...here, right now?”Kara’s hand shot up, with Cindi’s going up almost as quickly. Elyse, Jorge, Henry, Abbie, Patricia, Jennifer, Becka, Claire, and Laurie raised their hands, as did one of the college guys, Bill. The rest all looked shocked.“Seriously?” Jack asked, looking at Cindi. “You’d all just strip off right here?”“Yes,” Cindi said sweetly. “And then. Evita stood to get their attention.“Welcome! It has been far too long since we last assembled for a meal and ... entertainment!”There were smiles and a couple of out and out laughs.“It’s been a while so I thought we might play the “under the table” game!”Again there were sounds of gleeful approval as Sasha crawled to the side of her mistress.“As you know, while you are dining, Sasha, our lovely pet, will circulate under the table providing oral pleasure to each of you —- in random order of. Right in every conceivable way. Well, except for one, butwasn't it really MY fault for not being able to 'accommodate' himproperly?I stripped and climbed into the shower, adjusted the temperature tolukewarm and squatted to let a gentle spray of water caress my soregenitals, thinking the whole time about my special man, and I concludedthe discomfort was more than worth it. When I was ready for bed Iretrieved the 'final' version of my tell-all letter and scribbled a fewedits. Then I took another. I dug through his kitchen, his living room, hisbedroom. I found plenty of art supplies. I found paints and drawings.I grabbed a stack of papers. I saw a pencil sketch and I pulled it out.Just then an exacto knife rolled out of the stack and hit the floor, Ijumped to make sure it didn't stab my foot, and wound up dropping thewhole stack of papers everywhere.I crawled onto the floor and retrieved the papers. The exacto knife rolledunder the desk. I'll get that later. I looked at the drawing that.