”“Sir will tell me what to wear, and not wear. I will be subject to inspection at any time he wants. I will no longer wear a bra or panties, unles... he tells me too, probably with jeans to protect from rubbing, and will only wear a blouse and skirt or a dress, with either thigh high stockings or a garter belt and stockings, and a minimum of three-inch heels. When we are at his house alone, I am nude except for the stockings and heels. He likes the way stockings and heels make a lady look.”“We do. The longer she waited the more dangerous it would become. It was now or never.Sarah opened the door and stood behind the screen door looking up and down the streeet. There was no one moving on the street, no doors being opened or closed, no goodbyes being called from front porches to departing husbands. She opend the screen door and stood on the porch naked. She let the door slam. It might attract someone's attention. Sarah walked slowly to the steps, taking half steps, counting slowly between. Seeing Carly so distraught, he reached for her. With Megan’s face on his chest, he pulled Carly’s chest to his mouth. He held one entire breast in his hand, feeling the soft, warm, perky protrusion between his fingers. Carly merely moaned feeling her breast fondled. Aaron then licked the entire length of her other breast. Carly shivered in bliss as the warm wet tongue ran the length of her bulging baby feeding organ. She pulled her pants and panties to her knees, then stuck her arm under his. Probably a bunch of sad old men wearing dirty raincoats, I thought. In my drunken state I thought it would be fun to go and spy on them. I told Steve my plan and he thought it was a great idea. He laughed and said that I could join in If I wanted! LOL I know now that he wasn’t joking!Off we went, and as we got nearer to the car park we could hear voices getting louder and louder. I was thinking that maybe my plan was not that great after all. Steve, on the other hand, seemed very keen to.