Date: Sat, 03 Jun 2023 02:36:16 -0400 From: Zyngaru Subject: The Portrait Artist - Chapter 2 Disclaimer: This is a total work of fiction. It comes from my imagination and none of these events ever happened. Any resemblance to anyone alive or dead is totally coincidental. There is a lot of boy nudity in this story. If nudity offends you or if the games boys play while nude offends you, then do not read this story. If you enjoy stories about nude boys and the things they get up to while nude, then you might like to read this story. I would appreciate your feedback on this story. Also, Nifty has been very kind to me by publishing my stories, if you like what you are reading, I would appreciate it, if you would consider donating to their support at http://donate.nifty.org/donate/html The Portrait Artist - Chapter 2 We walk back into the studio with wicked grins on our faces, concealing our little secret from our parents. The thing is Mr. Glaismann has a grin on his face also, suggesting he might just know our little secret. When I turn around to look at my parents, I notice something shocking. There is a huge picture window behind where our parents are sitting that reveals the entire backyard. While our parents had their backs to the window, Mr. Glaismann would have been standing in front of our parents talking to them and would have had a full view of us playing in his backyard, seeing everything, including the paying off of our penalties. He knows! "Ah boys. There you are. Your parents and I have finalized all the details. They will bring you here at nine in the morning on Saturdays and pick you up at four in the afternoon. That will give me an hour with each of you in the morning and again in the afternoon, as well as an hour with you as a group. You will disrobe as soon as you come into my house and dress just before you leave, being naked the entire time you're here. I'll paint one portrait of each of you separately and one of the three of you together. That last portrait is because your parents decided they want a keepsake of all three of you. Each family gets one lithograph of their son and one lithograph of the three of you together. The individual portraits will be for sell to the public online and through a few art distributors that I trust, but the combined portrait will not be sold to the public. Your parents will have the only copies of it. Do you have any questions or objections with these arrangements?" "How comes you don't sell the painting of all three of us together?" Fritz asks. "Because your parents decided they want it to be a very personal and intimate painting of friends playing boy games, not unlike what you have already been playing, which although would sell easily, society would frown upon it, so we decided to keep it personal." "OH!" Fritz and Dieter say together. I'm at a loss as to what they know that I don't, but decide I'll find out soon enough. "We'll tell you later, Wilhelm." Dieter whispers to me. "So, boys? Are you okay with everything?" "Yes sir." We say together. "Then tell your parents good-bye. They'll return to pick you up at four." "I didn't think we would start today?" I say quickly. "I need to begin the planning and prep work before I start your paintings and this afternoon will help me get started on that. But there's no reason why your parents need to stay here all afternoon, just waiting around." We each say good-bye to our parents and watch them leave. No sooner than they're gone Mr. Glaismann begins. "First off. From now on just call me Master. No more need for Mr. Glaismann. You will of course still call me Mr. Glaismann at school. Are you okay with that?" "Yes Master." We say together. "Good boys. Now. Let's figure out the best pose for each of you. Follow me." We follow Master to one of the bedrooms. It's a little boy's bedroom with action figures and transformers all over the bed and of course naked boy paintings hanging on all the walls. These are not of his sons though, but other young boys. Probably ten-year-olds. "Wilhelm. I was thinking this would be a good setting your you. Do you like this room?" "Oh yes. Master. I love transformers." "Well, Wilhelm, you look like a young ten, so I was thinking having you sit on the floor with your legs spread wide apart with an action figure or transformer in your hands would be a great pose for you." "Like this Master?" I get down on the floor with my back right up against the bed and sit with my legs spread apart, so all of my tiny penis and marbles show. "It's missing something. I don't have the reality it needs yet." "Master what if Willie is playing with that transformer and has it halfway between an Autobot and a car?" "Excellent idea Fritz." "With both hands, I twist and turn the toy in my hands until I hear." "Freeze. That's great, just like that. A little boy in his bedroom playing with his Transformers. What do you two think?" "It's awesome. It makes Willie look younger than ten." Dieter answers. "Master. Shouldn't I have a couple more transformers on the floor in front of me, since I'm playing with them?" "Another great suggestion." "I'll get him a couple more." Fritz volunteers. I watch as Fritz picks out two Decepticons, and places them standing up on the floor between my outstretched legs. "Now it looks like Willie is getting Optimus Prime ready to do battle with the Decepticons." Fritz states once he has everything in place. "Okay, Wilhelm. Just stay like that while I make a quick sketch." "Why do you need a sketch, Master?" Dieter asks. "So I can pencil in Wilhelm on canvas and then start painting the background. I need the background close around where Wilhelm will be before I start painting him on canvas." "That makes sense." Dieter agrees. "Why don't you and Fritz go outside in the courtyard to play while I get this sketch drawn." I watch the boys take off for the courtyard, while I sit here and let Master sketch me. "Willie. Are you having fun with the other two boys." "Yes Master, but um. Please call me Wilhelm. Mama really hates it when people use a nickname for me." "Oh! I'm sorry Wilhelm. I just heard Dieter and Fritz call you Willie, so I thought you liked it." "I do like it, which is why they can call me that, but Mama hates it and if she heard you call me that, she would stop this right away. Dieter and Fritz know not to call me that when parents are around. If Mama heard them, she would probably just correct them, but if she heard you then she would get mad and make me leave. I don't want to leave because this is a lot of fun. I like sitting here naked while you sketch me." "Wilhelm. I like you sitting naked here too. You are a very cute boy. This is going to be a wonderful painting. Okay. I got what I need. You can stand up and we can go get Dieter." "Can I see your sketch?" "Sure, but don't expect much, it's just a rough sketch." I take a look and rough is sure the right word. It's just some lines and a barely recognizable outline of me sitting on the floor with a line drawing of a bed behind me. "One thing. When I start drawing you in to paint, remember you will have to remain looking at the toy and not up at me. It didn't matter today. I just needed a rough outline on how to lay everything out." "I can do that. No problem." We walk out to the courtyard to find Fritz and Dieter kissing each other. "Fritz and Dieter sitting in a tree," "K I S S I N G." " First comes love." "Second comes marriage." "Then comes Dieter pushing a baby carriage." "Willie. Not fair sneaking up on us." Dieter yells at me." "Your turn Dieter. Follow me." We all follow Master to a room filled with large six foot high mirrors scattered around the room. These things are all on stands and can be moved around and even tilted. This would make a marvelous house of mirrors for the fair. "Dieter. Come and stand here." Dieter follows instructions and stands in front of a mirror taller than him with two other mirrors to each side at angles from him. Master has him move a little forward and then a little to his left. He then walks over and adjusts a couple more mirrors and then it becomes instantly apparent why Master has Dieter stand where he's standing. We can see his reflection in lots of mirrors from many different angles. We can see his dick and his butt and his sides, all from this one location. We only have to look to the appropriate mirror. I'm guessing that there are going to be a good dozen mirror images of him in this painting when Master is finished. "Dieter. Since you have the largest penis of the three of you, I was thinking you would be a boy that is very proud of how well he's endowed and would like to see it and show it off. Thus we have this room of mirrors for your pose. Here is a camera to hold up, like you are trying to take a photo of yourself from every angle." "OH! Like he's taking selfies to post online, right?" I ask all excited that I now something. "Oh! Ya! Dieter would do that for sure, if he hasn't already been doing it." Fritz joins in. "Guys. I ain't posted no nakers pics of me online." "Yet!" Fritz adds. I notice Dieter just gives him one of his patented wicked grins. Master hands Dieter a camera and we watch as he points it: Up. Down. To this side. To that side. Tilt it like this or that. "Right there. Just like that. How's that feel for you, Dieter? Do you like this pose and composition for your painting?" "It's cool. I can see dozens of me." "Ya. When you pop a boner there's going to be lots of them too." Fritz teases. "You're just jealous that my dick bones up more than yours." "Ya. Right." "Well, no boning up for you Dieter. I need that snake of yours to remain calm while you pose." "No problem Master. I'll just think about school." "I'm sure that'll do it." Master replies. "Okay then. I need you to stay just like that while I sketch you into the room of mirrors." "Boys. Why don't you two go and play while I sketch Dieter. I'll come and get Fritz when it's his turn." Fritz and I leave and return to the courtyard to hang out while Dieter is being sketched. "Willie. What was it like when Master sketched you?" "Nothing special. We just talked while he drew me on his sketch board." "What was it like being naked and him staring at you?" "Nothing different from you and I being naked right now." "Did your dick do anything by itself?" "No. I don't think so. What do you think it might have done?" I look down at Fritz's dick and he has a stiffie. "Oh! You mean get a stiffie like you!" "Ya." "Nope. It stayed soft the whole time." "Mine won't. See. It's too excited to stay soft." "You want me to make it go soft for you?" "Would you? Even though it ain't a penalty or forfeit or anything?" "Sure. I sort of liked doing it before. Besides, you and Dieter taught me what an orgasm is. Without you two, I would still be dumb." "Cool. How about you? You want me to give you an orgasm too?" "Would you? Really?" "Sure. Here. Climb up on this picnic table and we can lay down and do each other at the same time." I climb up on the picnic table with Fritz and we lie down opposite each other, so I'm looking right at his boner. Then I feel my penis get warm and wet at the same time and when I look it's inside Fritz's mouth. It feels awesome. It feels so good I almost forget that I'm supposed to be helping Fritz with his boner. I open my mouth and suck it in and it's like putting one of those straight candy canes in my mouth. It feels awesome. I can feel my penis boning up inside Fritz's mouth but it's his twitching boner that has my full attention. I try to capture it with my tongue but it keeps jumping around. Fritz humps my mouth as he sucks away on my boner causing me to have one of those orgasm things again. Then he has one and he nearly falls off the picnic table. We both roll over onto our backs with our wet dicks on display. "If you two are done playing around; Fritz, it's your turn to be sketched." Fritz and I both raise our heads to see Master and Dieter smiling at us. They must have watched the whole thing. Dieter knows we play these games, but now for sure Master knows. We climb off the table to follow Master to a study slash library. "Fritz, go and sit sideways on that oversize leather chair, with one leg dangling off the arm and the other leg off the seat to the floor." I watch him get into position, so his legs are spread apart as much as mine were for my sketching. In this position his still wet dick is very easy to see. Behind the chair, hanging on the wall is a portrait of a naked boy standing on a ladder, which is up against the bookshelves. The boy has a book in his hand. The boy appears to be about Fritz's age and size. Master walks over to Fritz and hands him a computer tablet. "Hold it like you're using it." Fritz does this and gets a surprised look on his face. There on the tablet screen is a naked Fritz playing with his dick out in the courtyard. Who knows when Master got that picture, but now it's going to be in Fritz's portrait too. It's a good thing he doesn't have a boner in it. That would be embarrassing for friends to see. "Very good. How do you like this pose?" "It's okay with me if you like it. I'm just surprised you got this photo of me on the tablet." "I am too. It was difficult getting one when you were playing a game with just yourself and not these two." Fritz blushes instantly. Dieter and I look at each other and smile. We are both thinking what if it was a picture of Fritz with one of our dicks in his mouth, that would be funny but hard to explain to parents and friends. "If you are okay with this pose then I'll sketch you into this room." "Time for you two to go play your boy games." Dieter and I skedaddle as fast as we can, knowing full well that Master knows all about what we've been doing in his courtyard. "He saw me and Fritz sucking didn't he?" "Oh yes. He saw Fritz humping your face something terrible." "What if he tells our parents?" "Don't worry. Master doesn't seem like the kind of guy that would tell on us. He was having too much fun watching. He almost burst out laughing when Fritz had his orgasm." "So, he likes seeing us play those games?" "Seems like it. So, you want to play the sixty-nine game with me too?" "Sixty-nine game? What's that?" "It's what you and Fritz were doing. Head to foot is sixty-nine. Well actually face to dick is sixty-nine." "Oh! Okay. As long as I get to orgasm again because that feels awesome." "Ya. It's very addicting." "Addicting?" "Ya. Like now that you've done it, you just can't get enough of it." "Oh! Ya. That's right for sure. On the picnic table again?" "Nah. Let's do it different. I'll sit in that chair and you get upside down on top of me with your dick in my face and your face in my dick." I try to climb up on top of Dieter and get like he says. "Ya. Like that. Just let your legs dangle over my shoulders like you're sitting upside down with my head in your lap." "Dieter, how did you and Fritz learn about all these different ways to have fun?" "The same as you're learning. From older boys." I'm standing on my head in Dieter's lap with his pecker right in my face. My butt is up in the air, just perfect for someone to spank me. My own pecker is buried in Dieter's face. The funny thing is we are both soft right now. I guess that's due to the exertion to get into place for Dieter's playing game. "Okay Willie. Let's have some fun." With that, I feel my penis engulfed into a warm wet mouth. I can feel Dieter's tongue moving my little worm around. As Dieter tongues my penis around, I suck his soft much larger penis into my mouth. I just let it lay inside my mouth with my lips tightly shut around it's base so it can't escape. I let my saliva build up, so his penis is soaking in a pool of warm wetness. Then as I swallow my saliva, I suck on his penis until he gets hard. I have to let some of it slide out, because it's too long when boned up for it all to fit inside my small mouth. I feel my own boner being sucked on and tongue played with. It seems Dieter is concentrating on my little dick head which is starting to drive me crazy with tingly feelings. I pay close attention to Dieters pecker head and especially the ridge that runs around it. I discover that makes a boner twitch, so I suck and tongue it a lot. Sure enough Dieter's boner is twitching inside my mouth which I enjoy making him do that. This is a little strange playing this game standing on my head, but it makes it easy to keep Dieter's dick inside my mouth, because with my head on his lap there's no way for it to escape. Soon we are both trying to hump the other with little success, just because of how we are attached to each other. But our dicks are twitching and pushing and forcing an orgasm to take place. I know exactly when Dieter's dick twitches for his orgasm. It's the most forceful jump his dick has made in my mouth. There is something different this time though. I just got a strange taste of something. Not his dick. I've been tasting his dick all along. But something else. Not much of a taste. It was there for a moment and then it was gone. I can't even describe what the taste tasted like. It was gone too quickly. When we both stop shuttering and trembling from our orgasm, I very awkwardly fall down off Dieter onto the ground. He quickly falls out of his chair on top of me and we begin tickle wrestling. We are both laughing loudly when Master and Fritz walk into the courtyard. "Well, it looks like you two are having fun." "We are Master. Dieter is tickling me so bad I can't hardly breathe. It's so much fun." "Well, why don't you two stop for now and lets go have a snack to get your energy levels back up, then we can get you posed for the last sketch." We sit at the picnic table discussing how each of our sketching sessions went while Master leaves and later brings back some finger sandwiches of tuna salad, egg salad and ham salad. He also has some chips to go with the sandwiches and ice tea for us to drink. "Enjoy boys. Eat your fill." "Thanks Master." We all say at the same time. "While you eat, I want to talk to you about the composition of the special painting your parents want, that will only go to your families. I noticed while I was talking to your parents about the legal stuff, that you three boys were playing an interesting game, involving being extremely intimate with each other." Fritz speaks up, quickly. "Master, you told us to go out into the courtyard and get to know one another and that was a game where we could do that without it feeling awkward. It was okay to play that game wasn't it?" "Yes, Fritz. It was perfectly okay for you boys to play that game as well as the games you played with each other while I was sketching each of you." "WHOOOOSH! I was afraid we were in trouble before we even got this painting thing started." Dieter speaks for all three of us. "No, you're not in any trouble. Matter of fact, watching you play so intimately gave me an idea for the special painting." "What kind of idea?" I ask innocently. Looking over at Fritz and Dieter, I think they've already guessed what it is. "Well Willie, how would you and the other boys like to pose playing one of those games, so I can paint the three of you being intimate?" "You want me to suck them in a painting? My parents will see it and I'd be in a lot of trouble." Master laughs really hardily and the three of us look at him as if he's going crazy, because making a painting with us sucking each others dicks would be really crazy. "No boys. Nothing quite that intimate, although that would be a very special painting, but I think I would keep that one just for myself." Dieter speaks up. "Master. I would do one like that just for you, and I think the others would too, just not for our parents." Fritz speaks next. "Ya. I don't know about the others, but I know my parents are going to hang both lithographs on the walls of our house, so everyone who visits will see them, and I for sure don't want to be hanging on the wall sucking Dieter's horse dick." Master spits out some tea when he hears Fritz's description of Dieter's dick. Personally, I think it's more the size of a German Shepard's dick, but then I haven't ever seen a horse's dick, but my neighbor has a German Shepard and I've seen his dick when he humps me. He sometimes gets really excited when I play with him, especially if I'm naked. His dick just keeps growing out of that covering between his legs the more excited he gets. It's really kind of fun and I think it's funny when he jumps up on my back and humps me, with his wet slippery dick rubbing my butt cheeks. It does get a little messy though. I speak up after Fritz. "Me either. I don't want a painting with me doing that in it hanging in my house for everyone to see." "I understand boys, and that wasn't what I was thinking about. How about if you were wrestling on the ground in the courtyard naked and we froze you into position where each of you had your face only inches from a penis? You would be looking right at it and it would be erected. Then each of you could decide if you wanted to laugh at it, or stick your tongue out like you were going to lick it or open your mouth like maybe you would suck it, but in the painting you never actually do any of those things. It will be up to each person seeing the painting to imagine what is about to happen. Would you each be willing to make that pose?" The three of us look back and forth at each other. We're trying to decide if the others would do it, if we did. After a few minutes staring and nodding to each other, Dieter speaks up. "I'll do that pose if after you sketch it and later paint it, we also do the one where we actually do have each others dicks in our mouths. That one would be just for you though." Fritz speaks next as I listen to what these two older boys are agreeing to do. "Ya. Like Dieter said. After I have to look at one of these two's dick for an hour or so while you paint, I'll be hornier than I can stand, so I'll want to have someone's dick to suck on, so you might as well paint that one too. Just promise no one ever sees it except for you." Everyone looks at me and I just sit there eating my sandwich and drinking my tea as I think about this. Both paintings will be embarrassing as heck. Not so much doing them. Doing them will be fun, but it's that people will see them. I know my mom probably pushed the most to have Master do a sexy painting and will hang it in the house for all to see, just to get their reactions. I also know that my friends will see it and how will they react to seeing me looking at another boys dick like that. Then there's that other painting that we never agreed to, with us actually sucking each other. What if someone does see it? How can any of us explain that painting? "So, Wilhelm. I haven't heard from you." "Come on, Willie. It'll be fun. Both of them." Dieter coaxes me. "Ya, Willie. You're with the big boys now. We know you can do it. Right." "Boys. Don't try to pressure Wilhelm. He has to be okay with it, before we proceed with this design for the paintings." I hesitantly speak up. "Well. Master. Do you promise no one will ever see us sucking each other? If my friends find out about that, I won't ever be able to go back to school or play in the park or even go outside my house again." "I promise no one will ever see that painting, but me, unless when you're older you give me permission to share it with other boys that will come here to pose for paintings of their own." "Okay. I'll do them both, but I'm the boy laughing at seeing a boner in front of my face. That way my friends will think it's funny." "Awesome Willie. We knew you were a good kid when we first saw you strip off your clothes without even getting the least bit embarrassed." "Thanks. But I was embarrassed at first, until you guys got nakers too." "These two paintings are going to be so awesome. One thing Master. We can come and look at the sucking painting when we want to, can't we? I don't want no one else seeing it but between the four of us, that would be okay, right?" "What do you guys think?" "Sure Dieter. I'm okay with it. I'll want to see it sometimes myself, just to remember you two guys." "Ya. I'm okay with what Fritz said." "Well. That seems settled. If you're done with your snack go ahead and wrestle around with each other and see if we can come up with some sort of fun pose." We start wrestling standing up and then down on our knees and then lying on the ground and nothing seems to work. Master freezes us at different times but it's not working out where all three of us can be seen equally and yet be intertwined. We're all getting frustrated. There are a few small trees in the courtyard. None of them are very big but just right for climbing. "Master. Can I climb in one of those trees? I think better when I'm playing around like tree climbing." "Sure. If you think it will help." I think the two older boys think I'm being silly, but isn't that the right of being a little boy. I'm supposed to act silly. I climb up on one of the trees and hang upside down straddling two different limbs. "Look at me. I'm a monkey." I start making money sounds as I hang there with everything on display. Everyone stares up at me. "Freeze, Willie. Just like that." Dieter immediately runs over to the tree and climbs up to the two limbs that I'm straddled and hanging from. He lays out over the two limbs with an arm wrapped around each limb, He stretches out his legs along the length of the separated branches. This has his legs stretched about as far apart as they will go, with is dog sized pecker and balls hanging in mid-air right above me. I am looking straight up at his pecker. He's now in this spread eagle position staring right into my little worm of a dick and marble balls. "Freeze just like that Dieter. I'm on my way up." Fritz starts climbing from a different angle until he reaches a limb just below me. He then tries to stand up with both feet balancing on that one skinny limb to reach me. After two tries almost falling out of the tree, he catches hold of my hand and pulls himself up in front of me. He holds onto my naked body as he attempts to get his arms up and over the limbs that Dieter's legs are stretched out on. Once he has done that, he pulls himself up onto his tip toes until he's dangling by his armpits with only his toes making contact with the limb below. This leaves him with his face in front of Dieter's pecker and his pecker just below my chin. It's funny looking down at Fritz's feet trying not to slip off that one little limb that both feet have to find purchase on, even if it is only by his toes. The problem I see here is that I can't get my head down any lower towards Fritz's dick and since Fritz is on his tip toes already, how am I going to get to his dick for the next painting? "Freeze. All of you." We look down to the ground, from our monkey like intertwining bodies as best as we can to see Master walking around checking out each side of the tree to find a side he likes best. "That's it. Monkey Boys in a Tree. Not only a great title for the painting but you three look awesome dangling like you are from the branches. From right here I can get all of your faces as well as boy parts in the painting. How does it feel? Are you comfortable enough to pose this way for an hour?" "Um. Master. Don't you mean two hours, if we are going to do that other painting too?" Fritz the older and more responsible one asks. "I thought you boys would need a break between the two paintings." "Not if we're sucking each other in the second one. We won't feel anything but the mouth around our dicks during that painting." Dieter states hilariously and we all laugh hysterically. "Okay then. Let me sketch you just like you are." I put on my biggest laugh type smile looking at Fritz's penis only inches in front of me. Fritz sticks out his tongue at Dieter's dick like he is about to lick it and of course Dieter the horniest of us all opens his mouth and drools at my dick. I think I even feel some drool hit my dick. Master walks into his studio for a moment and comes back out carrying a long stick with a glove attached to one end. The glove is sticking up just like it has a hand inside it. "Okay boys. I want you to hold this pose. To make sure you stay boned up, I brought Felix out to give you a proper rub if you start going soft." To emphasis his point "Felix the glove" goes up and rubs Fritz's half boner and before he knows what's happening his dick is sticking strait up, at lip level to me. Just seeing that, makes my dick go really hard and I suspect it happened to Dieter also, even though from my angle with Fritz in the way I can't see Dieter's dick. Master sketches away, while every now and again, he puts Felix to work getting us bone hard again. This sketch takes longer than the others. I guess it's more complicated. Eventually he finishes with what he wants to accomplish for today. "Okay boys. That one is done. Are you sure you don't want a break?" "Heck no. Not now after Felix has rubbed my dick three times. My balls are aching after being pumped up so much." Dieter is so funny sometimes. What does his balls have to do with Felix rubbing his penis? "Okay then boys. Take the penis in front of your face into your mouth and hold it in there while I make the sketch." Now, no one mentioned that I would have a penis inside my mouth for about an hour and likewise my penis would be in Dieter's mouth that long. I've been getting an orgasm after just a few minutes with my dick in either Fritz's or Dieter's mouth during each playtime. Now it's going to be in Dieter's mouth for an hour. Oh! My! Goodness. How many orgasms am I going to have over an hours time? The older guys were right though. An hour flies by and I don't feel tired at all, even after posing now close to two hours. I lost track of how many orgasms I had, because Dieter was having them while he had my dick in his mouth, which caused me to get excited, and then there was Fritz who was having them while I had his dick-head in my mouth. That was all I could reach was just the head of Fritz's dick but he didn't seem to mind having many orgasms while I was playing with it with my tongue. I doubt there was very much time during that hour that at least one of us wasn't having an orgasm. It was absolutely wonderful. Master might need to rename this tree though. Maybe call it the shaking tree, because it was shaking and shuttering as well as swinging back and forth the entire time we were posing. "Okay boys. You can come down now. All done for today." No sooner than we hit the ground, we run to see the two sketches. The first one actually does look funny. I'm not so scared of mom and dad seeing it now, let alone my friends. The sucking one is SUPER-CALI-FRAGILISTIC! We all look so horny hanging from that tree sucking each other's dick. I know two things just seeing the sketch. I'm going to want to come look at it often and I don't want anyone else ever to see it. "Do you like them?" "Heck Ya!" We all say at the same time. "Good. Now follow me to the bathroom, so you can take a shower and get dressed. Your parents will be arriving soon to pick you up." We all three climb into the shower together. It's a good thing it's a large walk in shower and while we're in there Master has a camera and is taking photos of us playing around. We don't care. He's seen us naked all day and is painting portraits of us naked for all to see, so why worry over a few photos. Once dry and dressed we wait on our parents. When we see them, we each give Master a huge hug and walk out the door to meet them in the driveway. They will never again enter that house. They will drop us off and pick us up in the driveway. I for one can't wait until next Saturday. Email: Zyngaru@ml1.net