But obviously, I didn't understandwhat was happening.As she finished with my second coat, Selena returned to the topic."There," she commented, "just t...e way I like my girls. When they dry, wecan get you the rest of your uniform." What do you mean?" I ask."Well, I can't hire you as a manicurist -- yet. You have to be licensedbefore you can work on any of my customers. However, my receptionist ison vacation and I need someone to fill in. Christine said that Jenniferwould work the day."At that. They brought each up to speed on where each was at with the others workbefore they made small talk about their personal lives.As they finished eating, Miranda smiled and asked, "Holly, would youmind doing this again?" Doing what?" Preston asked."Switching roles from time to time," Miranda answered.Preston smiled as he said, "I can certainly see doing it again. Not allthe time, but I wouldn't mind working for you again, Miss Orbison."Miranda grinned as she said, "Then we have to do something. Was it that bad?" Worse." Frank rolled his eyes as he slumped into the chair. "This Author decides, out of nowhere, his main character is a Dom. So he writes his first BDSM scene, and the Dom chains his Sub to the chair -- and the wall -- and the ceiling -- and the floor."Barry chuckled. "Ok, that must have looked ridiculous, but I don't see why the clean-up was so bad."Frank shook his head as he sipped the coffee. "That wasn't the problem. The problem came when the Master threw her onto the. "Wait," Natalie whimpered."What's wrong s*s?" her brother answered."Maybe..... you should take some pictures of me masturbating like this," she said passing her brother the camera.Jude took the camera and started recording image after image of his cock buried in his sister while she massaged her aching clit. He could feel her pussy tightening around him, pulling his cock deeper inside her warmth. Jude turned the camera to his sister's beautiful face which was now tense holding back her.