“Oh, yeah! I’m the hardest worker you’ll ever meet!” J.J. agrees, flashing his braces in a boyish grin. Lisa lowers her head and giggles again... undeniably enjoying the double entendres. “Wow! I’m impressed!” she says, casting another glance at J.J. before quickly turning her head away again. J.J. can feel the sexual tension building. He looks over at Chip. His friend gives him a knowing wink… Thursday, June 2. Jennifer hears the knock at her front door and makes her way across the living. On one hand, Iwould be stuck in this humiliating little costume, this fem littletuxedo outfit. On the other, I realized that Randal couldn't force hisway into my new panties if they couldn't come off. At least I hoped so.Randal stopped and looked outside, then checked his watch again. "WellMr. Tate, I think it's late enough for us to head to your house."Walking over to the edge of the couch, Randal picked up my overcoat andheld it out for me to step in.With no choice but to do as he commanded,. I can invite your master over to help with the details. Maybe even invite a few extra sluts to help out." M'Lord, bring in extra sluts? For what purpose?" I couldn't help feeling a mixture of shock and jealousy at the thought of sharing either of my men with strangers."Now, slut, we can't fuck you if you're healing from the piercing. And, having the extra hands will help to ensure that everything will be in working order as it's completed. Wouldn't you like to see my other slut hanging from the. She was walking with her arm snuggled and entwined with a stranger’s. He’d said she needed a friend first and a lover second. She mused he was half right. She needed a friend to tell her troubles to. Not one of her regular friends. My God, they would be all over Tim in a heartbeat if they knew what he wanted her to do. They would tell her to divorce the bastard. Eve didn’t want a divorce and she didn’t want another man up in her business either. John was right about needing a friend but she.