“Bring her over to my house tomorrow at 7.”“OK,” answered Kelly, sure that something was going to happen that would complicate all their lives... but powerless to put up any resistance.* * *Kelly Ann knocked on Jessica’s door the next evening at 6:55, unwilling to risk being late again, although the punishment she had received the last time had turned out to be quite enjoyable. Ms. London stood behind her, looking very professional in a dark gray pantsuit.Jessica herself answered the door and. She tossed the dress aside with a flick of her high-heeled foot and stood, arms akimbo, looking at the dazed Mark.She postured for him, turning slowly and provocatively to each side and then to the rear, so he could see all of the feminine charms that were the essence of Barbara Satin.Swaying seductively she moved to him again. She reached out and caught the belt at this waist and started to undo the fastening that held his rough textured gladiator robe to his body. As she moved the tunic. I couldn’t see my ass hole so I couldn’t be sure how it may have looked different after the adjustments were finished. But just the same, man can I ever “fuck” out of this world now.And yet it was all just magic; I could fall back on that concept in my mind. They promised not to hurt me (seriously?) and I had no real desire to distrust any of the sisters.It wasn’t real? But it was! A few other humans also shared the existence of the sisters. I could anchor on that fact because the dairy owners. To be honest, I let her do most of the talking. Her Texas drawl was truly beautiful – just like she was. Plus I was still pretty groggy, and would doze off, then wake up, and doze off again. A few hours later, a nurse brought me some food and Susan helped me eat. In fact, she actually pretty much fed me since I was still a little groggy. After eating, Susan told me I needed to get some sleep, but promised she would check on me the next day (Monday) after her college classes had ended. At.