”Jon sighed and said, “OK, OK. I get it. But Charity will live there and run it. OK?”Charity looked at Jon and almost cried before she said, “...lease Master. Do I have to? Can’t I just work here and let someone else run the store? Or can we just close it? I’m so sick of that dawn to bedtime work...”“I suppose you can work here if you want to but the town needs another store for the competition. Who can we get to operate it? Will you please operate it until I can find someone at least?”Charity. "Ummm."Then an idea struck me. Steven and his friends all had gym together and I know Steven would like to see what we girls did at our sleepovers. After dinner that night, I pulled Steven aside and proposed my plan to him. He and his friends could hide behind the d****ries and watch our antics during the sleepover. Each of them would have to bring their dirty jock straps, making sure each had their names on them.When the girls arrived, everyone carrying their blankets and pillows said a few. Some wives hadcome down and berated their husbands. Others stood withtheir husbands, watching from the sidewalk. The eventshad been going on for maybe 45 minutes when two policeofficers finally showed up.“Break it up!” said the younger cop. “Nothing more tosee here.”The older cop stood behind him, one hand on his gunholster, staring unashamedly at what was going on.When no one seemed to be complying with the young cop’srequest he came forward. “Didn’t. "So, if we're talking about sex, mind if I ask about your interests?" In sex? I'm pretty open-minded about it. How far have you gone?" I'm not a virgin if that's what you mean." No, like...what are some of your interests?" Oh, I'm into some pretty kinky stuff. I'm a fan of bondage." Like to be tied up?" I like an aggressive girl."She laughed. "I can be pretty aggressive sometimes."I started to move back up her back, and towards her collarbone. "What about...uhm, anal? I know not everyone is.