She took the two tubes she made yesterday from her nightstand and inserted the short one into her pussy. With her finger she felled the little drilled...hole and pushed the tube into her until the hole was just outside her. Taking her box with the slugs from her nightstand, opened it and turned it around over her tummy, leaving a pile of slugs on her. Slowly she distributed the slugs up to her breasts. She picked one of the slugs and slid it into the tube that directly lead into her pussy. Marrie. She turned the corner, Ms. Johnston was standing at theentrance to her apartment building. Missy immediately saw her and thescowl on her face. "Where have you been? I've been waiting for an hour. Inside,I don't want the neighbors to hear me yelling at you," grabbing the doorand pushing it open as Missy unlocked it, moving up the stairs to her apartment. "Hurryup, I don't have all day." Missy opened the apartment door, Ms. Johnson quickly following, closing thedoor after her. Missy put down. He thenimmediately reached over and turned the camera so it was facing thewall."What the hell do you think you're doing?" Princess Dee asked him as sheclosed the chat room window. "Why did you move the camera?" Please Princess Dee, don't make me do this. What if someone recognizesme? I can't go on cam looking like this...let alone to do what you want meto do. Please, isn't there something else I can do?" Tom pleaded."No sissy, there isn't anything else you can do. How many times do Ihave to. She noted that he wasn’t overeager. He didn’t invite himself to sit on her table. Instead he paid her another compliment and left the ball in her court. She knew his compliments were an attempt at flattery, regardless of them being genuine or fake. But his courtesy won over a small corner of her heart. Which woman doesn’t like to be wooed, to be complimented? She had people whose job was to find out what the general public thought of her, and regardless of her actions, her being bisexual led to.