Francesca is submissive by nature. Not going to require much training. Think of the money to be made... May even treat Zynab to another skirt.In place...of tears, Francesca's cheeks drip now with the juices of her new mistress. Gagging at Zynab's sex. Gasping for air. And look at the expression on Zynab's face. Imperious. Smug. Delighted with herself.Francesca's head is wrenched back with a violent tug on her hair. Did she do something wrong? Wasn't she licking her mistress fast enough? Not deep. ‘The people came and cleaned out the junk. It took two truck loads to carry it all away. Come, see how much better it looks cleaned up. When are you going to start painting? I can help.’ Inside, it, indeed, looked much better. Not only had they swept, they had cleaned the windows and washed the walls. As the teenager and the 38-year old bachelor walked through the house, they discussed uses for the large rooms, and possible color schemes. He was impressed by her color sense, creativity, and. I looked at myself inthe mirror, seeing just how much of my generous bosom Sophie insistedon showing off. I looked like the usual dolled up woman you see in anygiven bar. I had called a co-worker, Cindy, earlier in the day. She wascoming to pick me up and was due to arrive any minute. When Cindyarrived she looked more or less like me, only with a head of curvyblonde hair and a few extra pounds around her waist.Inside I was screaming to try and say something to her, to try and tellher who I was.. " he said, and made his way around the bar. Marie got a little excited. Ever since she had clapped eyes on Max she had wanted him. She had tried so hard to get his attention but he just wasn't interested. She had wondered if he was gay, because it wasn't often she was ignored. With her big breasts and tiny waist guys were always coming on to her. She'd never had to chase someone before. He picked up a cue, "Okay, first of all, you stand like this." He stood feet apart with one knee slightly.