"Right. Now listen to me the pair of you. We have guests for lunch. People that are coming to see how we do things here. You two will be waiting at ta...le as I said. This is what you will be wearing."She passes us each a box. I'm excited, I haven't worn anything since I arrived. Even some fetish waitress uniform will be a wonderful change, I think. As I open the box, I realise I shouldn't have got my hopes up. There's a pair of Greek looking sandals, a strappy thing I don't recognise and a badge. “Calvin make yourself comfortable and we can slide the slut on your cock for you!” Bob smiled.Calvin brushed his thick black lips across my glossed mouth and whispered.“I’m going to own this pussy!” He whispered softly but assertively.“You can own everything!” I whispered, blowing warm breath into his exposed ear.“I’ll be sliding my cock in your ass before the night is out!” He said, his breath tickling and arousing the erogenous zone of my aural cavity. My neck shivered as the tingling nerves. " Tommi said hesitantly."She's our mother!" Sara said, frustrated that Tommi seemed to behesitating.Katie nodded. "Tommi, you _have_ to go." But ...." It was clear that Tommi _really_ didn't want to go home."My car isn't in good shape, and besides, I have a calc quiz everyThursday."Katie moved over to sit beside Tommi. "Tommi," she began soothingly, "Iunderstand how you feel. I was _there_ with you last Christmas,remember? How many times have we talked about your family and how muchthey. After puttingthe items on, she took out an unopened packet of Woolford blackstockings and rolled them up each leg in turn, carefully clipping eachone onto her garter belt in the process.She reached into her wardrobe and removed a black satin dress and slidit on. The hemline sat about four inches above her knee with a slit atthe back giving, for any lucky follower, a glimpse of her stocking topsas she walked. She checked her appearance in the mirror, the cut ofthe dress was perfect to show off.