Sarge never set us up with anyone who he did not personally know and respect. Generally, I had a marvelous time on my dates the men mostly needed a bi... of attention or they needed a beautiful woman, an accessory to flash around. In most cases I was left mostly to my own devices to socialize. One evening I felt an eerie presence. You know that feeling that someone is watching you; that eyes are boring straight into your back. Try as I might I had not been able to find the source. I dismissed it. For all practical purposes I was helpless.It seemed like it took several minutes before I was fully conscious, when I did Mary was sitting on a chair facing me as I lie on the kitchen floor, smiling of course. More restraints had been added, with a tight collar fastened around my neck and my elbows bound together.?Well well my faggot slut quarterback, its been a long time? she cooed, ?You probably wonder why I’m here, Mistress Claire and I are good friends and when she described you I suspected. " I said and pushed her legs together so I could do her toes. I raised her foot for a moment and kissed her toes, looking down her leg into her pink slit.I stroked the paint on one toe and held it up for her inspection."Oh, what a pretty color. What is it?" Estee Lauder" I said pushing the bottle toward her. "JUNGLE RED, for the tiger lady!"I concentrated on the next toe, reaching to fill the brush with just the right amount of paint and carefully flooding it onto each nail in turn. Sarah. She handed me her bra and told me to hold on to it for her. She won’t need it tonight.My wife was breast were just barely covered by her shirt.Can’t wait till a local ask her to dance.Well that did not take long. Karen was on the dance floor with 2 locals. After the dance we all 4 of us sat together. I ordered a round of beer for us. Karen sat between the 2 black men with her arms around each one. They each had a hand inside her shirt playing with her breast.I told the the 2 black guys if you.