All these guests...”“All what guests?” Gifford asked with a hearty laugh. “It’s well past closing of the exhibit, and all of your guests see... to be gone now. You don’t have to pick up the glasses and do cleanup duties, do you?”I looked around, and sure enough, Gifford and I seemed to be alone in the vast gallery. The waiters were already moving around and picking up glasses and napkins and hors d’oeuvre trays and just then the lights went out in the mezzanine.“Well, OK, that would be great,” I. I finished reading dear Ann Landers, That was funny. Some son got turned on by wearing his moms clothes, skirt bra; blouse;and heels! What is it with heels today? Well my hole was getting wetter and I knew something would have to be done about it.Gus made a remark a short time ago about my black patent heels looking nice on me but that a newer pair would look much better as what I was wearing was starting to show their many years of good use.I had just bought the pair of black patent heels with. I felt totally loose and readyto be fucked.Lee got up and got behind me and the two of them propped me up on thecouch, knees on the cushions and my ass spread out for them."Dude, get the lube," Lee said and when Mike came back they lubed up theirfingers and were taking turns working them into my ass. They slid both oftheir fingers in me at the same time. "Fuck, this is gonna be good," Leesaid, slapping my ass as his finger drove in and out next to hisbrothers. "So fucking tight."Mike went. I found one of the waiting express riders and sent a warning to Lord Oxnot about the likely arrival of unwanted guests. The manor lord was on friendly terms with Derwen and he deserved our help. Hajin had begun to station a couple of marine messengers at the manor since our last discussion at his tower, so I found the marines to send word to Hajin about the raiders too. Since the second marine was handy I sent him to find the estate manager to stop all unescorted travel east of the estate. Any.