Arranging the subjects, trying to get us each to remember each pose and combination, and arriving at a consistency in the clothing, all began to frust...ate Joan. Before our sessions, she had already spent most of the day, sketching, altering, and resketching.Early on, the ladies were somewhat coy posing with a naked young man. There was some regret voiced, that they had signed up. But Joan's reassurances, some visible progress, and greater comfort with my naked presence, allowed each assignment. Kurt worked his way to the floor and I was between his knees sucking him when Gary came up behind me and slid is cock inside me. He fucked me while I sucked Kurt for a short while, then I was told to get dressed. I went into the restroom and changed. This time I brought a cincher corset ( boned ) Black with black stocking attached to the built in garters. I had a wig ( page boy ) and full make up. Also black 4" heels. as I walked down the tiled floor to the bedroom I could here my heels. It is worse than the offender deserves and so should not be the penalty for that deed. Just as mercy is not justice, neither is cruelty. True justice requires karmic balance and mathematical proportionality and precision. It is a scalpel, not a sledgehammer. Anything worse and then you really DO sink to the offender's level. Before that point, you do not.Secondly, the "life isn't fair" comment is absolute fatalism at its worst. We don't need to make excuses for injustices. We need to correct. It was more than a little disconcerting. Once the elevator doors closed, Jerry pulled Sharon close and kissed her deeply while running his hand over her ass, lifting up her dress. You certainly have kept in good shape, I always liked this tight body, he said squeezing her ass. The elevator bell sounded but they didn’t break from their embrace until the doors began to close. Sharon was flustered as she arranged herself and walked out of the elevator toward the hotel room. As she smiled at me and.