She was a true man-eater."Ginny honey, We're not that kind of agency. I'm so sorry."Ginny scowled at me and stomped off.I was truly tempted. Trust me....I'm sure I could have fucked her with no problem. The problems start after that though. You see, Ginny would actually expect to get on a TV commercial, and I actually had no connections to TV at all. There was no commercial.Ginny would no doubt make a big stink once she realized this. Trust me, I know from experience. That's why I can't go. For what seemed like an age, he just stood there, dumbly looking around, before he moved to the table and withdrew his homework."You're keen." Stan whipped his head round at the sound of Veronicas voice."Uh! Sorry, I didn't hear you come down" Stan replied.Stan was not sure what to expect, but was surprised to see her still in her school uniform. The reason for her quiet entrance, he noticed was that she was barefoot. This fact just seemed to accentuate her bare legs even more. He shifted. . carried by four more slave girls, also gold-lacquered and gold-booted. The reclining Princess wore a Grecian-style gown of purple and white and upon her raven-black hair was set a tiara which glittered with diamonds and rubies. The cortege was completed by four more giant Nubians. It was, indeed, a scene of barbaric Oriental splendour out of the past and Belle was aware of it. Aware, too, of her base lowliness as a slave. Those golden beauties who passed before her must be of a far higher. Deep Throat was one of them. I think I had read they were playing vintage porn that night. The movie wasn’t why I was going there. I was going there to become a slut wife. That’s why I was needing to be there.I walked into the very dark movie theater. I noticed a few people were there. I sat in the front of the theater. I noticed the floors were kind of sticky. I sat in my chair and started to watch the movie. I heard people moving around. I knew they were going to start circling me like a.