She laughed. “Do you have any idea how wet I get seeing you naked, chained up, and straining so hopelessly to reach what you cannot have yet? Do you...have any idea how wet you make me when you show me how bad you want me?”I began to open my mouth to reply, but her face turned suddenly serious and she growled, “Shut up! But keep your mouth open.”She bent over at the waist, keeping her legs perfectly straight and picking up the silk robe, spun and walked directly toward me. “I’ll show you just how. ” She went towards me and wanted another one, just like Sarah did. I love them both so much.The next morning, we got up and got dressed in our dark blue outfits, with Kalista in black, and the Moms, both in tight red dresses. We took the Chevy to the Dealership, getting there a little early, and they had a guy take the Suburban away for a moment, while we worked out the details of the commercial.It was decided, that Roscoe Martin, owner of Martin’s Chevrolet, would do all the talking, and we’d. She helped me put the t-shirt on and while still holding my one hand up in the air, told me to turn around. She slowly had me turn, like a little ballerina girl, to see if the shirt covered everything. After a second, she said “It almost works, but I can still see that cute butt of yours. We need to do something else to cover it up.” She was definitely in control, and I was helpless with shame. She then took the shirt off and said, “I like this shirt. It’s tight on me, and while it’s loose on. "Well I'm opening a trading company first, but I might dabble a little one day," I said."Well I do hope you do. We could always use a friend in politics," he said."Sorry, but we aren't friends now, and we aren't going to be friends, if that happens. You won't be treated any worse than anyone else, but no better either. Just the same as everyone else." I said."Have you thought that position through?" he asked."I have and I hope you think your position through as well. I don't know what, if any.