"Rick blushed. "Thanks." I'll like the way the pouch will display your cock and balls, too."His blush deepened.---The cashier's eyes widened when she ...aw the number of athletic supporters that Stephanie placed on the checkout's conveyor belt. The cashier was a young woman - a teen, really - a blue-eyed blonde, whose hair was pulled back from her pretty face and worn in a ponytail. A name badge on her blouse identified her as Sandy. Stephanie smiled at the young woman's reaction. "That's quite a. When they finished, Margo asked, “Was I a good little bad girl, Father?”“Yes Margo, you were. Now there is another problem that we must address.”“What is that, Father?”“The use of the Lord’s name when you came, Margo.”“I am sorry Father, what would you like me to do?” Margo says in an innocent, little school girl’s voice.Father Anthony reaches over and places his hands on her shoulders. Smiling, Margo nods knowingly and kneels before him. Looking up at him, Margo reaches out and cups his ball. Let me know whatever you need, and I will find it."The man laughed, "We can probably get just about anything necessary to win a small war. The only thing we need is more troops like you and us. You're the client this time, so let us protect you. I somehow don't think you need that much protection, but the larger the group, the tougher it can be to watch all of you. Go into your home. I'll check in with you later."I got back into the SUV, and we drove through what looked like an overgrown farm. And, she has accumulated a lot of them.When the women arrived on Saturday at nearly noon, we had been through our morning routine, which didn’t change much because it was the weekend, except that we weren’t up as early since Tim was not going to the office. As typical, we had spent the time naked, enjoying time with our man, then our run around the property. It didn’t take us long to get used to the little jog in our route to navigate the openings on each side of the property. The dogs were.