I soon foundmyself standing between the poles with my arms and legs spread, no part of mehidden from the gaze of the onlookers. Claude took a leather...harness from abox and held it up to me. “This should fit you quite well, little slave” I stood helplessly as the harness was fitted about my waist and an unusuallooking pair of straps run between my legs. Claude stood back to admire hiswork, as I became aware of the pressure of the strap on my mound. It wasthen that Claude produced. It was wicked of her to even think of it! To corrupt someone so young - but she had to do it, had to. She had been dreaming about it for years. Demi’s lips parted. Her tongue inched out. She inched forward. Did Isabella just scoot her tiny ass toward me? She wasn’t sure, but then the little femme moved her hands down and literally pulled her ass cheeks apart. She even rocked her hips up, up toward Demi’s mouth and suddenly, they touched. Her wet tongue landed right in the center of Isabella’s. Mum had arrived before us, as we sat, she took my hand, giving it alittle squeeze.She said, "Dad doesn't know we are meeting like this and, for the timebeing he won't know."Was I reading too much into what she said? Did I dare hope that sheintended we meet again? Oh, please I thought, I didn't want to becompletely cut off from my family. We talked for a long time, with herreminiscing, about my childhood. She always thought I was differentfrom the other boys of my age. When the girl next door. As I whirled past Inspector Gidget I rattled something off about having to change suits since I spilt coffee on this one. If anyone were to call about the Sanders Case, to let them know I’d be there with bells on. I couldn’t help but chuckle as I hurried off to my place to shower and change.I arrived at the location with plenty of time to spare, my thoughts wrapped up in what Mark’s plans were and if there was in fact a party happening tonight. Of course that lead me to thinking about if there.