I arrived at the given address and tottered up to the door. I wasshaking with anticipation? Anxiety? Maybe this was a bad idea? Sandraanswered the doo.... She had on a Nun's habit with heavy make up."Oh, wow! Honey you look fantastic! The perfect sissy! Love the makeupgirl!" We hugged and she pulled out a leash and hooked it to my collar.I reached into my purse and produced the cat-o-nine and handed her thecuffs. "Turn around Honey!" So saying she cuffed my hands behind my backand reached into. As did five women who weren't too far along in their pregnancies. Not called maids or nannies, but that's what they were there for. They were going to be rotated from the various towns so the same five couldn't monopolize serving Mother Earth. A couple of six bedroom "nurses quarters" were being built on our property so women with children could also be part of the rotating corps of "helpers". Another "office" was in the works so I could be with my women on the property. Not that Butterfly. Mom was looking in her purse ... she pulled out a dollar, checked the date, and smiled.“I like this watch. The money is all the correct date.”“Correct date?”“Your dad and I had to buy old money to spend while we were back in time ... Mostly we used gold.”She stuck the buck in a washer and tossed it to the little Greek guy who ran the bridge.“The state pays his wages, but a little grease helps.”He waved, we waved. He pulled the dollar out of the washer. He lifted his hand to his lips and threw. "Suck on your finger, Mac."Mac's face lit up with a smile. He quickly put his first two fingers in his mouth, and then loaded them with saliva, open-mouthed and lewdly, lapping at them with his tongue, while Sam's prick jumped just a little. When Mac's fingers were dripping wet, Sam pulled Mac's head back down; Mac pursed his lips, licked them to get them wet, and opened them just enough to give Sam a really tight fit as Sam slid his cock back in. Mac's own cock was still standing up from his.