As she looked Marigold over, her face settled into a frown. When she spoke, there was an air of menace in her voice, "Aren't you all dressed up? You b...th are. Were you on a date?" The last was directed at Thule and sounded like an accusation."I delivered her..." said Thule, his back to them, "like I promised. Where we were doesn't matter." He walked over to the couch and sat down. "I did what I promised to do."Maya turned her attention back to Marigold, "You did. Didn't you? And all this time,. I was actually hoping she would say she wouldn't do it but since she called me a pussy I had to do it. Right after dinner Andrea picked up the phone . When I looked at her she said go take a shower while Janet and I work out the details of your castration. I almost chickened out but I went to the bathroom to shower and when I returned Andrea was off the phone. Andrea said Janet will be over Friday to inspect your balls so she can get everything she will need to chop them off. I said did you. Her body and silk lingerie melded together in a seamless orgy of seductive curves. The silk glistened like quicksilver in the rich summer light. Adjusting her cleavage held by the black half-cup bustier, she considered the immodesty of her naked lower half. Choosing to eschew any knickers, this would be her coup-de-grace.Her immaculate painted lips shaped into a waspish pout glowered vivid red. Gunmetal eye shadow and black mascara gave a smouldering demureness to her face with a hint of. She’s a brunette with shoulder length hair, about 5’6” and slim. Her boobs are a little small for a stripper, but I’m liking them. She’s wearing a red corset with red panties and stockings. I glance over at you; looks like you like what you’re seeing. My smile is back. The dancer begins working a pole as you watch her intently. I can’t tell if you’re ogling her or just watching her routine. I faintly laugh at the thought. As she’s sliding up and down the pole, my hand moves to your back and.