Vanessa has settled down at the garden table, she is wearing the nightie "borrowed" from Laurence. I am wearing neon green shorts and a tight vest, I have put on a few pounds recently. It is the ideal outfit for the Médoc marathon, but not for downtown Mérignac!! Not to mention some small woods. Unless? "I ordered three pizzas, a Greek, a Queen and a Périgord. That way there is something for everyone, and you can put the leftovers in the fridge." She has a good forkful, and that does not surprise me. "37 minutes!!" "Here go soak the panties that I soiled! Basin, a little detergent, and hot water" She makes me take off my shorts, and she pulls up her nightie. "It's better to have your ass in the air, anyway we have cushions, and now at least I can see you in a cage" In the meantime we chat, about everything and nothing, it's quiet and serene. She works vaguely, in design. She asks me about Laurence. "Does she play with women??" I want to spontaneously answer that no, but I realize in fact that I don't know anything about it. We've never talked about it. The pizzas arrive, Vanessa goes to get them, in a nightie. Well anyway the delivery man doesn't even notice her, he has his eyes fixed on his next delivery. We stuff ourselves and drink. The August night has fallen, and we both feel good. It's a very mild evening. From time to time she plays with my cage, she feels my balls... and checks if I'm wet. We go to bed. "With the cage, there's no question of peeing standing up! It's a blow to get everywhere. You sit down, like us. And again you push to direct it down. " She watches me do it, it's a humiliation. It's her turn to relieve herself. I have to look her in the eyes, I hear the splashes! She gets up, hands me the paper and orders me to wipe her ass. She spreads her buttocks to help me. "Use a washcloth too, I don't like being dirty in the ass. And flush the toilet" "Rub the panties, rinse them and put them to dry! I know your ...

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