I glanced at Allison and she gave me look that made it clear it had not been her either. Regardless of where it had come from it had been the right th...ng for the moment so I went on; "I said to answer me as Angela. Would Angela have answered with a question?"She dropped her gaze, "No."Again her pants disappeared and out of nowhere the strap stung her."What was that?" No, Master." Her voice was stronger this time, like a child trying to avoid being spanked again."Better. Now, again, answer me as. He did elaborate that since his business took him to many cities and countries, a regular love-life was difficult, and so he was an habitu?f “gentlemen’s clubs”, of gloryholes and shops, and some of the pleasures of wide-open cities like Amsterdam and Berlin. He told a story of unusual sexual experiences he’d witnessed. “One night in Bonn with a business colleague who lived there, we attended an underground club he frequented that had live sex shows. The “theater” was on a raised platform. I had both hands wrapped around it - on top of each other - and still there was a good couple of inches of shaft that seemed to poke out from the top fist. Shit, this was a real sight to behold.It took me a second to get my bearings and I was still not sure whether I was blanked out and dreaming, or whether what I was seeing was real. But the throb between my hands seemed real enough - like the dull thud of distant industrial machinery pumping away underground.I looked down and certainly this. "I don't think so... I guess I had some food at theparty last night, but they said they made it themselves so it wassafe?" Hmm... I wonder if they have a mole or something inside theirsorority. Could be a high paying job to help sell out the others...Next time you see them ask if they had any problems?" They'll probably just blame me," I told her, "they were reallysuspicious of me since I've been adopted already."Once I was rediapered she said, "Well this romper is out, but Ibought a dress with.