Whatever she asked, he’d have to say yes. ‘That’s right, Blake,’ she said. ‘It’s very important to remember what it is you really want. Bu... it’s so hard to remember, there are so many things. Do you want the key, Blake?’ Before he could even respond, she kept pressing, her monotonous voice boring into his head. ‘Do you want the gems, Blake? Do you want to cum, Blake? Do you want to please me, Blake? Do you want to remember what you want? It’s so hard to decide, and the sparkling, shining,. .. sex life.”“Ha! We’re all adults here.”“Yeah, I guess.”She threw back her head and finished the bottle, then reached down and took my hand. “I love you, honey. I don’t want ... to lose you, but I gotta ... have a life. Bill’s been good to me.”“I’ll try.”And with that she reached around to hug me, bottle still in hand. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders in return, gave a squeeze, and with her face against my chest kissed her lightly on top of her head as I felt tears welling up in my. “Aren’t you ready for us?” Added Aisha. Peter gulped and his eyes roamed over the girls’ bodies. They were both dressed in matching black crop tops and short black skirts and their trademark knee-high black socks. Although Peter didn’t know it yet, they weren’t wearing any panties. “Yeah, I’m ready, it’s just…” “You’re nervous that OK. We are too,” said Aisha. “You are?” “Sure,” said Gemma. “If you were a girl, well we’d have had your knickers off like five minutes ago, but…” “Yeah, this is a. I noticed something odd about his stature. There were pads of muscle in his chest and arms that did not seem to fit with his feminine face. Blonde curls fell over his ears and forehead. He looked like a young girl with muscles.He said, "All the girls back home could whup you easy. They're strong 'cause they work on farms."As I stumbled out of his yard he called out to me. "Don't forget," he said, "I made you beg."I did not forget. All the way home I relived the incident-- his control of.