"How's it going, er, John?"Hopefully you didn't just lose all confidence in me."Eeeugh..."Judging by that really nervous frown, you probably just did....I was actually hoping to ask you that, Eliza. How is it going? With the case?" Saying this with complete and absolute confidence! You'll be fine! Nothing could possibly go wrong!" I tried to laugh in order to calm you down, although I think I may have went a bit too hysterical for my taste.You closed your eyes and let out a depressed sigh,. The bitch’s underwear would be in there from the previous night. Again, I couldn’t resist looking. Sure enough, partially hidden was a tiny black and pink g-string (caked in dry punk), a matching bra, that wouldn’t have covered anything, and a suspender belt and stockings (both had spunk stains on them). My mind was racing – what had she done to leave this amount of stains? With stained panties in hand, I sat down to watch my evidence. As the tape whirred into life, Linzi was sitting exactly. I'm not sure, but I think itwas a signal to the other guys that I was his. It was his way ofshowing "ownership"."I'm going up to change Diane, want to join me?" It was Betty."Sure. Why not." I turned to Bill, and told him to wait.Betty and I both stripped down almost at the same time, and I saw hernaked for the first time ever. I was also naked as I used the towel todry off a little more. Then I got dressed as quickly as I could,wrapped my suit in the towel, and went back to the patio where I. When Violet and Amy had scrubbed every surface of the girls bodies, Jeb selected four matching schoolgirl outfits, complete with cotton panties and knee-high socks for them to be dressed in.“There! Amy cried, always so excitable, as she stepped back to survey her work. The wall was lined with the slumped forms of four unconcious angels in white button-up shirts, red plaid skirts, knee highs and mary jane shoes. Any mans dream-Jeb felt his cock thicken and strain against his jeans, when he heard.