I walked her by the hand into my wet playroom, my bathroom, but it is not your typical bath and shower stall room. It was a huge open room with two sh...wers and no stall. It was a wet room and for me, it was a playroom. I grabbed Dani and pulled her close to me."So, you heard me and my girlfriend last week?", I asked, and Dani smiled and nodded coyly. "And", I continued, "you want to try some of those things?"She nodded again and pointed to the shower and then her bald pussy and mimed me. The area the east of us was between two mountains. The morning sun, though late, would eventually crest the ridge and shine on the wall of stone.I showed a home built into the wall with large panels of glass. A shield would be there but this would look natural. The rooms would go into the solid granite. The ones in the back would be the bedrooms, kitchen, nursery and other rooms suited for work. The three levels of glass would provide natural light for a family room, a large indoor garden and. She was so kind to let me stay with Gregg and Nita instead of going to that shelter. She has followed my case as it has progressed. Our last interview I believe convinced her what we are doing is the right thing."The Judge said, "ok we are not finished yet. Young lady I want you to stand before me. Mr. and Mrs. Phelps will you stand behind her. Abby and Michelle I want you on each side of her." When they were all in place the Judge looked at Rachel. He said, "Rachel hold this document and read. Debauchery unfolds, and my heart is pounding. I feel light-headed. I empty my glass, feel the burn and rush. I reach for the bottle and refill my glass.They handle her carelessly. Six hands roughly undoing buttons, removing her blouse and bra, her skirt. Their mouths scrabble for her breasts while shovel hands rummage between her legs. I imagine the hiss of nylon over white silken panties. The body of her tights ripped, micro mesh collapsing, shrinking in on itself, and stark flesh left gaping..