Chapter Twenty
As noted, since participating in after school sports was not practical for my silk pantied Jack, I inveigled the matron of the house to purchase an array of exercise equipment.
The third floor attic was turned into a gymnasium and beginning in his mid teens, Jack knew to come straight home from school... really nothing else for him to do... and report to me in the attic.
There I disrobed him, a ritual upon which I insisted, making him stand most passively with hands on head as I stripped him of every inch of clothing. Yes, he would exercise for me naked.
“There’s no point in piling up more laundry for the maids, Jack... sweaty shirts, shorts and socks,” I succinctly explained.
It was with great interest on those many afternoons that day after day I watched his p***s bl
