George was proving to be quite the ringleader for the group's debauchery.  He was more than willing to set himself up as the fool by wearing Beth's panties but Frederick had enough sense and insight left in his head to see the true reason behind the ploy.  Beth was further undressed and the obvious desire that danced behind George's eyes as he watched the young woman strip gave light to his unbridled attraction for her.  Frederick wondered idly how long such emotions had burned dimly, or brightly, inside George's heart for her and if they had ever been acted upon.  He did not know their history but it was there, a vague retelling of it etched in their earlier conversation and the way their bodies responded to each other.  He couldn't hide his secretive smile as he settled back in his chair, chuckling lightly at George's ridiculous appearance.<br/><br/>"You know, I think Vicki needs to be humiliated now, don't you? Her smile is far too smug!"<br/><br/>Frederick half turned in his seat and winked at the impishly smiling Vicki.  He winked at her and waggled a finger, as if he was tsking a child.<br/><br/>"Don't get too grand an idea or your husband might seek out a worse punishment for you, Vickers."