Chapter Thirty-Three
Somewhat accustomed to being naked in Miss Marsha’s presence... and certainly wife Linda’s ... I am now faced with the intrepid mission of appearing nude in a public facility. I am fearful, particularly in exhibiting my caged p***s. Still this imposing woman, pleasant but firm in her directives, wants me devoid of covering. And there is the remote.
What is this Corporal Swim Club?
I hesitate, somewhat trembling. But I also feel twinges... so often coming when in the presence of Miss Marsha as she commands.
I explain, that my pubes is encapsulated by steel. To no avail. Miss Ayami laughs... a sardonic laugh. Then her voice firms... becoming strict.
“Strip Andy. The members insist... as do I.”
She picks up the remote, offering another jolt... merely a reminder jol
