“I’ll take them back to the house and wash them.”“Bras and panties, too, Grandma!” urged a grinning Toby.Molly smiled. Reaching up underneat... her sports shirt, she unhooked her bra and then wiggled it off, pulling it out the armholes. Next, she slipped off her panties and tugged the hem of her shirt down. It covered her ass and pussy, if just barely, and she tossed her underwear into the bag as well. “Better?” she asked.“Getting there.”She snorted in laughter. “You wanted to know how I. I told her I would do anything if she would unlock my cage and let metouch my little dickie. She said she would unlock me and let me put mytiny little dickie in her sweet pussy when I had finished a little taskshe had dreamed up. A little task??? I have to shave my legs, keep my toes painted, wearpanties, stockings, garter, and a pretty pink bow on my cb200, and pleaseher with my mouth at her command, untill I complete her most humiliatingdemand yet. I don't know how she came up with this idea,. "For Greg, her acceptance was like hearing that there was a Santa Claus.~~~Accepting Greg's offer had been no real problem at all for Julie. Her momentary delay in responding to his suggestion had been pure wilfulness. Even though she had few doubts about him, she felt that caution was still needed.Just being in his company as they'd viewed the house had told her something about herself. Julie Simmons had moved in one very short step from being a declared man-hater to having a sense of warmth. ‘I can’t let myself keep thinking like this! If I do, I’m going to add to the troubles I’ve already gotten myself into.’ ‘Ah…thank you, Mitch, I, uh, I…you’ll have to excuse me for a second,’ Melissa stammered. She suddenly felt very ill at ease. She turned, went back to the bathroom, closed the door, and leaned against it. ‘What’s wrong with me?’ she wondered. ‘I’m sick, really sick. Mitch is being nice to me, and all I can do is have awful thoughts! I have to get myself under control!’ A.