Next to the soda machine was the ice maker and bending forward, reaching down into the pit of ice was a woman dressed in a slinky silk robe that ended...just below the curve of her rear. As she reached in deeper with her ice bucket, the robe rose up revealing a round firm bare bun. I stopped. Should I pretend I did not see? Should I look away? Should I speak? Before I could reach any decision, she stood up and turned around with her bounty of ice. It was her."Are you mining for ice in there?" An. " In unison they replied, "We serve our queen." Excellent" she replied and as she walked back into the darkness raisedher voice and commanded, "Playtime for slaves." These three spoken wordsinstantly triggered hidden programming and all I knew is that I wantedsex and I needed cock. As I turned to the other slaves I could see thatthe words had simultaneously activated the same desires and they werealready kissing and touching each other. I suddenly felt Bambi 9's handson my back whilst Imogen 10. I mean, the girl was being held prisoner down there, Earl!" OK, OK. Maybe you're right. Anyway, right or wrong, you know we're not going to make any kind of fuss. Carol and I really like this girl, and she's become a friend." Thanks, partner. You don't have to worry, I'm not going to get into the Coyote business on a full-time basis. Margarita is my one-and-only venture into smuggling." I was you, I'd pork her, though," Earl said. "That little girl is the juiciest thing I've seen since I was. I gave her a little wave with the sponge penis. "Hi," I croaked as I tried to look cool, calm, and collected standing there stark bollock naked in front of my own Mother.But Mom wasn't about to take any of my crap. "Out!" she ordered as she pointed to the spot next to her. Okay. Okay. I get the message. As I stepped past her, I noticed she glanced down at my rapidly expanding dick. She grabbed a towel from the handrail and put it on the floor between us as I stood there shivering and looking.