"Come on, we'll go tell the others what happened." Tell the others!" Zane's eyes went wide.But it sounded like a good idea to me. "Yeah. And I want ev...ryone to see the tape of the 'incident'. So what got you so worked up?"Zane turned deep red. "I want to do that. What Ian did." He swallowed hard and looked at the floor. "Actually, I want as many as will fit."I could see his dick bulging inside his pants - more than the thong justified - simply talking about it. "So if I could find a way to get. Now grasp hold of the bow firmly with one hand and the back of the obi with your other and twist the whole thing around so that the bow is at the back and straighten out the whole thing so there are no creases and wrinkles.”“Why does the bow have to go at the back ma-am?” asked one lady.Doris grinned. “A matter of tradition and protocol lady! Only those ladies accustomed to earning their livings on their backs tie their obis at the front as a practical consideration because it makes it easier. As well as letting others see her assets.I was sitting alone looking around the room. I noticed a woman dressed the same as Kim. We made eye contact and she smiled at me.The woman came over to me and rubbed her hand on my face. As she did a green glow surrounded my body. Kim suddenly returned.“Leave him alone he is mine,” Kim said angrily.The woman looked at Kim and she made a clicking noise with her mouth. As she did that green glow disappeared from around me. That woman snarled at Kim as she. Group D is ... Jenny. Group E is ... Chica. Group F is ... Natalie. Group G is ... Mai, and group H is ... Colleen. Five minutes for a group meeting."The eight women stepped off the tables, calling for the group to meet them at various points in the large dining hall. Tim headed up front to where Yolanda was standing. Mark made a beeline toward Sarah. Will moved over to Natalie and Joe joined the group in the back around Colleen."A baker's dozen," murmured Yolanda lustfully. "All right, guys..