’ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The dress fit like a dream. It hugged my breasts just shy of too tightly, and when it hit my hi...s, flared out and looked like something fit for royalty. Tilda pinned my hair up so a few loose curls lapped at the bottom of my neck. I never wished for a mirror more. I didn’t feel exactly comfortable wearing the dress, but Tilda assured me she had never seen anyone dressed more beautifully before. ‘Don’t you think its a bit….much?’ Tilda shook. “It is my last night there so why not.” The couple offered to drive me, and bring me back to the hotel later. I know you shouldn’t except rides from strangers, but it was 8:30p it wasn’t late plus I was very comfortable with these people.We get to their home, have wine, (a lot of wine) and listen to all kinds of great music for at least two hours. let me tell you what Pam was wearing. She had this short dress (that came up little bit past your knees) with knitted sleeves, conservative but yet. I longed to ask what it was supposed to be, but without being rude I couldn’t very well demand to know.“Well, as I said before,” Christian offered, mercifully lowering his voice, “Ben was supposed to storm into the room whilst I was, you know, ‘with’ her, cause a scene and expose her little fun.”“Supposed to?” I asked, looking at Ben whilst draining my glass. In turn he had found something very interesting across the street to watch amongst a group of pigeons. Christian paused, and I was left. She’d heard the story of Katie and her latent pedophile master, so her first test was exposure to obviously underage children. Summer’s pregnancy was obvious. If any adult was going to be tempted, clingy, scantily clad, even pregnant children should make that apparent. Especially if a child were behaving in a sexually provocative manner.First, though, the candidates were observed while they were eating with their concubines and dependents. What were the interactions? Was there discipline? Did.