The S's were kneeling, waiting by my bed. The ash blonde bombshells were still wearing their usual string bikinis.One of them spoke. "Sir, regarding w...at you said to the U's about them not being normal..." Yes?" We all know we are not normal. Not in the way we act or the way we love. But we accept that. Mr. Paxton trained us to be his personal aides, and to assist his associates."I nodded. "I think I understand. You two can go back to your duties."They nodded and left my room.I went to my. Jamie remembered her breathing, calming herself to help her let go of the tension in her sphincter. It loosened, just a bit at first, but slowly, she adapted. “That's … big,” she gasped.“Are you all right?”“Uh huh. Go ahead.”I pushed in a little deeper. Jamie grabbed her nipples. A little more, and one hand darted down to her clit.Kiersten shoved some pillows under Jamie's hips to raise her, and then moved to kneel behind her head, taking her ankles from me. “Let me help you guys,” she. I was looking like she did wearing her cute shoulder-length blonde wig, sexy red corset and pink fishnet stockings. Putting on her stockings always reminded me of the first time I put on her sheer nude pantyhose and I felt my whole body connect with the wonderful soft material. My clitty dick looked so hot poking out of the silky, see-through fabric with a little wet spot on them like a girl's panties get. I finished my hot outfit with a splash of mom's perfume on my body. I was creating the. Sunday night he had finally been allowed to go home and get some sleep. Ken was kissed and thanked fondly by each woman at the lodge. He had even been allowed to give Stefan a hug goodnight, a new first in his relationship with Connie.The limo ride to Frisco and the flight to Boise were tense. Ken was flip-flopping between being excited about seeing Mallory again and enraged that Belinda would take such a chance with the child's safety. Marta and Ken spent much of the time talking about what.