I was just trying to take care of… things. I didn’t know he was going to get whipped cream and squirt it up you. How could I?”“You’d better ...ake this up to me. I am the Lady of the House and I deserve respect, damn it. That asshole needs to be punished for this crap.”“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I will be much more careful now. Let’s just gather our dignity and leave as the ladies we are, shall we?” I said, collecting my dress and shoes and walking into the bedroom. Ray sat on the edge of the bed. However, Percy Bysshe Shelley was not the most level headed man by any means.He was conspicuously emotional, weeping at the slightest provocation: a bird falling frozen from a tree, a dog with a lame leg. Practically anything would have the tears welling up in his soulful eyes, and of course the ladies were quick to embrace him and sooth his troubled brow. Mary Shelley I liked from first sighting, and I wondered how an even tempered and intelligent woman like her could be so enamoured of such a. “Good girl Wendy.” Said Miss West. “I bet you like being naked Wendy with your vagina exposed. Now stand up, face the TV and put your hands behind your back.“Yes Miss West, anything for you.”She stood up and faced the large plasma TV mounted on the wall.Miss West went to her top draw and pulled out a large piece of silk. She carefully folded it and walked to Wendy.“Wendy, I am going to put this in your mouth. You will accept it like a good little girl and keep it in your mouth. From now. Her tight t-shirt accentuated the fullness of her breasts, and I could clearly see her nipples already hard under the thin fabric. Her short skirt gently swayed against her soft thighs as if she had just stopped moving and her legs were slightly apart, enticing me to think about what was beneath her skirt. But the most striking of all was her pair of white lacy panties which were hung on the back of a dining table chair right next to her. ‘I thought you could show me again how a real man treats.