What a silly answer!. Her hand reached across to my trunks and slid across the top of them. Her index fingers sliding just inside feeling my neatly sh...ved pubic hair, My legs parting slightly in response. Again my manhood straining at its lease to be freed. To counteract this move I reached across and placed my hand on her right leg, smooth and silky to the touch. Her reaction was not of shock as she was in total control. she parted her legs to reveal the material of her costume. Both moving. Gazing intently into her eyes, he lowered his head to brush her lips.“Close your eyes Eve,” he whispered quietly, his voice alone sending shivers through her.Eve closed her eyes and he drew the scarf over her eyelids and secured it firmly in a bow at her temple. He brushed a finger down her cheek before securing a ball gag in her mouth and fastening the buckle on it. He then reached under the table again and brought out two small objects. Eve strained to hear what was going on, hoping for a. At five-six, she wasn’t overly tall herself, but she preferred men who dwarfed her a little bit. His shoulders appeared wide and he held them back, his spine straight and erect. Those were more points in his favor - she preferred a man who didn’t slouch.The molded contour of the suit he was wearing spoke of large and muscular arms. While she believed men and women were equal – different but equal - she loved the feeling of security she felt when her man would hold her close in strong, loving. They waved us goodbye as they reached the English block and ran off.When the three of us entered the girls' changing room several of the girls were staring at me, I saw a few of Trisha's hench girls whispering to some of the others and I felt fear from a few of them. It was a new sensation and not something I liked any more than the hate I had gotten before. I guess they had been telling the story of what I had done to their boss and I suppose this time they probably hadn't needed to exaggerate.