If not, CLICK HERE to start at the beginning of the SexVenture. = = = = = Page 10 = = = = = A look of horror appears on your face and you begin to pa...ic. Shit, what is Claire going to do when she sees you in here with her daughter – naked!? Then you think…if there are many of these rooms in this wing of the building, Claire cannot be certain the two of you are in here. Stephanie begins to speak but you cover her mouth. You whisper into her ear, ‘We have got to stay quiet.’ Claire continues. OK, now I recognized what was going on. What looked like a wino sitting on a door stoop guzzling wine was actually a dope dealer. I watched for a few minutes and the pseudo wino eventually got up and moved to another stoop. He was visited there by a few customers. Eventually, he got up and wandered into a convenient alley. I wondered what he could be doing there, unless he just needed to piss.He didn't come right out, so I made my way to the alley and peered in. It was a very long unlit alley,. Underneath a thin satin blouse and a lacy bra, my perky chest was heaving considerably, and my nipples were pushing against the fabric quite visibly even through the layers of clothes. I had put considerable thought into my outfit. I wouldn't have had to. After all, I likely wouldn't be wearing them too long anyway. When I had applied for "enslavement" at the Institute, I could simply have opted for the self-collaring - a simple pickup where the only clothing prescription would have been that I. A light was ignited in her eyes, the light of motherly love as her mind settled on her children. I smiled with her. At least there was something good in her life. ‘I’m happy for you,’ I said, and her smile slowly faded. She was twisting her wedding ring faster now. I detected some tension. ‘How about you? Any kids?’ she asked. ‘No,’ I said. ‘How long have you… been married?’ ‘Um, seven years,’ I said. ‘Oh.’ ‘You?’ I asked. ‘Um…,’ she hesitated a long time before answering. Then she spoke even.