. ?" I cocked my head, unable to say it out loud.David worked his jaw wordlessly for a moment, before saying slowly, "More like, do you want to?" To w...o?" I asked, mystified. He thought I wanted to be with somebody other than him? "Thanks," I muttered crossly. "That makes me feel good."He blinked, perplexed and frustrated. "What are you talking about, Michael? I'm talking about me. You and me, damn it."I stared at him blankly. Then I opened my mouth, and closed it again. "Are you asking if I. “Go for it Ralph. She's all yours and believe me she is worth it.” John answered.“Mmmmm believe me I am. Wow this is hot and tight.” Ralph said from behind me somewhere. Just then one of the Ghana players took a shot at the Italian goal and scored. Everyone stood up and cheered. I was so excited I stood up and cheered as well. I turned around to see if the guys behind me were cheering. They were all standing up shouting. “Good one.”“Fuck yes, yes, yes.” I heard further behind me. . Now I was glad I didn’t have to live with his sorry ass. I can’t imagine how Stacy deals with him.I don’t think I fully appreciated what Stacy has been saying about what it’s like to live with him. I don’t like him and don’t like the way he pushes me around. So I was more than a little surprised to realize that I felt myself starting to get excited by the idea of having him swaggering in here and ordering me to do things, things like take my clothes off.I took my t-shirt and my shorts and. "So, Jim needed to be spanked too," I told them."He's ... Mistress, he's your slave ... too?" Mom sounded a little shocked."Hard to imagine my Slave-Brother on his knees, isn't it Slave-Mommy?" I chuckled."Y-Yessss..." she drew a breath."Does it turn my Slave-Mommy on?" Mistress ... I..." Tell me the truth now ... Do you want to see me punish Jim? Spank his big hard cock, Slave-Mommy?" I was whispering. "Make him eat my ass like Slave-Daddy does? Would you like that?" Oh God ... Mistress..." My.