. embarrassed even. My Grandmother would be turning over in her grave. It was beyond enough that I had been forced to call Mr. Schuberg by his given n...me ... that I couldn't show respect to a lady practically induced me to tears."Can't move?" queried Joseph."No. And it hurts to try. My muscles down there don't work and don't WANT to work." Show me," demanded Mrs. Schuberg, as she twitched away the light blanket covering my legs."Mrs. Schuberg, please." My efforts to stop her were to no avail.. Yes on one lucky night her parents left the house dressing fancy, he knew that they was going out. To be cautious that no baby sitter will come Mordie waited thirty minutes, and came up with a plan within the time. Does this sound like a mental person? Thinking of a plan, not just mindlessly pursuing something. Hes nothe cant! Screw this up. Its time…Mordie scrambles to put on some clothes, and hastens to brush his teeth and wash his face. Then he rushes to the front door&hellip, then stops.. “Of course I was going to wake you up later and ask if you wanted to join in.”After a satisfied murmur of approval from Donkey, Chimp continued, “So… are you ready to join in?”“Fuck, yeah,” Donkey said in a confident tone.“So, Damian, are you up for some donkey dick?” Chimp then asked me.“Fuck, yeah,” I grunted, almost panting.With a snigger, Chimp replied, “It looks like our little cock-hound has no idea what’s awaiting him.”“Bring it on,” I countered with bravado, willing to die trying.“Okay,. .. should I... ," she stuttered as she tugged at the waistband of her panties."It's up to you, Mary Ann Honey. If you want to take them off, that's great. If you want to leave them on ... for now ... then leave them on and sit back down."She hesitated then sunk back into the upholstered chair she had been in, directly across from me, underwear intact ... for now. She looked at me as if expecting further instructions. I just waited, still smiling, hoping she would get the idea that I had already.