"I do!" they both chorused together, and laughed at each other."I think you should wear a strap-on tonight, Fifi!" Barbara posited, butwas shouted dow... by Sheila."No strap-on for me, Barbara - I want the real thing from my lesbianlover maid!" Me neither!" added Barbara, and we both looked at her and then at eachother, and grinned. Barbara was going to be a full member of ourthreesome.- - - -10. Bank TuitionAt home one evening, my conscience prodded me to break a rule."Excuse me, mistresses, may. “Ben loves that car more than anything,” said Sammi.“I’m banking on that,” snickered Chuck.Tony re-entered the room, laughing loudly and carrying a metal box with a broken lock and sat it on the coffee table, in front of Sammi and Chuck. “I found this behind a lose baseboard in the garage,” said Tony. “Ben must have thought it was a good hiding place.”“You can’t hide anything from us,” laughed Chuck.Sammi was drying her tears and watched as Chuck opened the box. To her amazement it was full of. I had chocolate and berries candies in my room so I got up to get her some. I fixed my hard by pulling the fore skin back and letting my head poke out and swollen veins showing making my dick look great. I made it poke out from the front of my shorts and lifted my shorts to make it really stand out. I walked over to her and when I was about 15ft from her I asked her "Do you like this?" as I had the small candies in my right hand to my side. She looked down at my hard dick as I walked slowly. Slowly but surely, lowered heads, gleaming from impromptu vegetable sliming & fruit icor, lifted upward, miasma of hot shame encircling heavy hearts dissipating & dissolving as brothers & sisters united against a common foe. Thus, as the mantle of self loathing was lifted for a true blue moment of Acceptance, Patron Saint’s hard lesson was finally grasped, shorn heads bared proudly before the status quo, passing through rotten food projectiles as if they weren’t there, accepting their shared.