Trying not to laugh, he gazed into her terrified, tremulous eyes. His goddess was shaking in terror. Her mind was completely shut down, not radiating ...nything.“It’s called Boa,” he told her, making sure his words got into her mind. “It’s a plant fabric. It’s harmless. It won’t hurt you. It likes being worn.” His goddess blinked rapidly several times. A moment passed before she spoke.“It likes me?” she asked, her voice sounding tiny and insecure. Jeff nodded.“It won’t eat me?” she asked,. She brought her hands to Amy's hips and gripped the edge of her tight shirt, rolling it up beneath her jacket. Her midriff bare, Amy felt Clara's lips press against her navel. For a moment, Amy paused, letting her eyes slide shut as Clara showered her stomach with kisses, before resuming her groping of Clara's breasts, twice as hard.Either the ice had gotten too hot to maintain its effects or Clara had grown resistant to it because her moaning had stopped and she was now pushing Amy's jacket. " Tommy replied. "God knows, I'm no angel and if that's what you two are into it, that's great. All I'm saying is you're my parents and I don't need to know that about you." A couple of months later, Tommy had to go out of town on a business trip. Since we live in Florida and Renee's family is in Ohio. She came to stay with us while he was away. By coincidence, there was a house party scheduled during the time she was staying with us. Remembering what she had said earlier, Susan asked her,. I wait. Then she nods but I could be mistaken, as it was such a small movement. I gently slip the collar around her elegant neck. As soon as it is in place I clip the leash on. We’re in full view of the road here but it’s a quite road. I demand, “Rosie take your jeans off.” Her eyes immediately flick to the road. “Now bitch.” She jumps at that but it works. Her fingers work on those awkward buttons. When released she shimmies out of them. Holding my hand out, she folds them over my arm. I know.