Her waist is trim and narrow with perfect hips for her size. She shaves all over, the only hair she shows is on her head, and she tans all over on the...back porch of her mother's house which has a privacy railing all around. She and her mother often tanned together, it seemed.Now, her mother looks nearly the same as Lauren, just older. She's actually twenty years older but she really looks maybe ten or twelve years her daughter's senior. Yes, people, at times, have figured they were. Everything still hurt when I woke up, but nothing like it would have two days earlier. For that I was grateful.Polly was sitting beside my bed when I opened my eyes. The first thing I felt was the bandages covering my head, and apparently reached for them. I felt a cool, soft hand stop me from touching my face and heard, "Don't touch your face, sweetheart. The swelling from the surgery hasn't all healed." She sounded as fresh as a daisy, which made me think I'd been asleep for just a little. She calmly stood to accompany Sebastian to the whipping chamber. He surprised her though. After he clipped the cuffs on her wrists together in front of her he produced a blindfold and bound it about her eyes. Jennifer was confused and scared. It was the first time she had been denied vision since her first day in the cellars and it seemed to foretell some dreadful ordeal before her. He led her out by her silver chain attached to her collar and she stumbled along afterwards trembling with fear.. I parked and headed towards the wooded area where everyone cruised for cock. On hot days like that one, it was usually crawling with all sorts of bi guys, twinks, gays, trans, etc. I was kind of in the mood for a fem guy, one that would appreciate my panties and perhaps be wearing a pair himself! I walked through the maze of trails keeping an eye open for signs of others, but there were none for some reason. I hung out at a meeting area and lit a smoke, waiting for someone to come by. After.