The eye is immediately drawn to the bright blue latex of the mini-dress he wore. It hugged his curves, revealing all his secrets. A corset could be im...gined running from hips to breast. Pulled excruciatingly tight, coaxing some feminine curves. Four garters could be plainly seen, supporting the jet-black stockings which descended from the beneath the dress, for a few inches before disappearing into thigh high leather boots, perched upon five inch heels. He, too, wore black, spandex shoulder. He put his foot between my legs and separated my feet and it was then that I felt his cock push against my ass cheeks again. I didnt turn around, I just kept my head low and said nothing. I should have said something then and there but I didnt and I dont know why. He then began pulling my sarong up and I instantly stopped him, but he did it again, and then again, and so again I stopped him but each time he was more persistent, eventually pulling it from my grip . He raised it over my ass. Don't they look beautiful? The lips are just a bit swollen right now, but that will subside in about an hour. You're a lucky little slut. You will not have to spend all that time in the morning painting your lips, or spending all that money for lipstick. The color may start to fade a bit in about a year, but until then, they look wonderful."Nancy retightened my head brace, and then put a bluish, purple ink cartridge in the gun."This color will highlight your eyes perfectly. I will tattoo your. Boss, i agree it's absurd to think that littlewanda weaver is the center of all reality. but before you laugh too heartily, look longat yourself. vanity runs deep in humans also.especially in humans accustomed to wearingmake-up and gazing longingly at themselvesin the mirror.have you ever read echo and narcissus, boss.you may like it.thoughtfully yoursandy, the cockroach...dear boss,i met a most unusual toad the other day, a fat, warty, yellow-green one with wetbulging eyes. he says to me,.