I know them well, and can tell it was custom made for you." Yes it was," I responded."Good, now put on the bra with the 'D' silicone pads, the red bac... seamedstockings that I bought you, and the panties while I get you a maidsoutfit that should fit you with the proper lacing of your corset."Just as I had finished putting on the bra, stockings, and adjusting thepads, Ann returned with a red and white satin maids outfit trimmed inwhite lace. "Get those panties on slut," she ordered, "we don't. Have any of you boys jerked off the other’s cock?”“No way,” Dave replied. “You can’t be very close friends if you haven’t touched the others cock. Too bad, you don’t know what you’re missing. Now Glenn, so you aren’t left out, you can have Tom or Dave jerk you off.” Abby smiled at Brad. Glenn didn’t know what to say.“Or you can let me jerk you off,” Brad offered, boldly taking Glenn’s cock in his right hand.“So Glenn what do you want, to jerk yourself off, Tom or Dave to do it, or my Brad make. I bet Eric will still love you too. I'm much more concerned about the effect that boy had on you than how Eric is going to react. Can you help me with a little experiment, Sammi?" I asked."Sure," she responded enthusiastically. I almost laughed aloud. Anything to keep from talking to Eric."I know this will be hard, but pretend you don't know me. In fact, pretend that you're not attracted to me at all. Think of someone that you really aren't attracted to in the least, and pretend I'm him. Ok?". ." He turned, and saw what he had been waiting for, what he had been fearful of. The man. The beast. The Immortal. Sarachan. Or, to give him his full title, Sarachan The Endless. He was tall, dark. Hair flowed like an endless waterfall to his waist, jet black and poker straight. He seemed to suck the light into him, the air blurring and twisting as he moved towards Brentt, the grass parting as he approached. His long raincoat flapped in the wind, slower and more deliberately than it should.