ALL OF YOU JUST FUCKOFF." I ran away to my room.I sat on my bed crying. I must have been there for ten minutes when Iheard the door open, and Danielle...came into my room. She sat next to meand patted my back. "There there little slave," she said. "It's going tobe okay." I turned to her, my eyes red with tears."You're a cunt, I never wanted to be a slave. You've done this. You're abitch. I hate you." Danielle grabbed my hands and handcuffed them."Naughty Jane, it was this attitude of yours that. What’s wrong with me?” “Sweetie, there’s nothing wrong, but there is something we can make prettier,” he said to her. “Anything you want,” she said. “Okay, I think you know that many women shave their pussies, and I think you would look more grown up if you did also.” “Oh, yes, that’s all the girls talk about in the locker room. ‘Is my pussy neat enough for him?’ I shave a little around the edges for my bikini. Do you want me to take more off?” “Tania, baby, why don’t I shave you? Would you. If I remembered the the map correctly, it would be quite a drive from the ranch road to the road leading to this mine. Since the road from the mine would first go downhill, I decided that we’d better go that way. I didn’t want the car lights to be seen at the ranch, since that might wake the curiosity of the feds.I noticed that Jeanie took a few looks in the direction of the ranch until we passed the first two turns and there was no way we could see anything in that direction. I hadn’t seen any. ”“I did, at first, but when I realized that it was a fluke thing, I got over it.”“Well, I am sorry about that.”Again I said nothing and she left after waiting for a while for me to say something. I didn’t know what I was supposed to say, so I had stayed quiet.Things were a bit tense and quiet the next time we performed our routine. I felt bad because I think she felt bad but there was nothing I could say or do to make her feel better. I wanted to make her feel better though because I think she.