I started massaging her juicy thighs. They were like sponge with covering of smooth golden skin.. And yes at that time I even licked her thighs when s...e was not watching..Meanwhile I noticed that she was touching her lips by her tongue impatiently , and again and again. I was getting succeeded in my plan. And yeah, Man she is butter flavored. And I want to eat the combo of cream and butter.. (her pink cunt) .. Then I realized I have to adjust her robe more further if I have to touch her inner. The phone rang again almost immediately and it rang several times during the evening, but I ignored it. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I was sitting at the kitchen table pouring over the list of things I needed to do to keep the project on track when the phone rang. It was Betty Ann. ‘You hung up on me last night.’ ‘Didn’t have any more that needed to be said. Can’t think of anything that needs to be said now or that I need to listen to now. I’ve got a project I have to stay on. Debut as a slave girl to be with an older, more strict man…He slowly closed his fist around both her wrists. She gasped as he tightened his grip while she held his eyes through the mirror.“And ideally, I would have preferred...a longer….captivity…“It´s not yet 3 O´clock yet...We´ll evaluate at midnight…“Tell me what I am, sir..“You are,” he began,” you, sweet and beautiful, but also terrible naive and inexperienced...It will not be easy to...educate you properly...it may take week, months..even. On a clear day such as this, one could easily see all across the city, well into Virginia, and sometimes even out north to Sugarloaf Mountain especially now than almost all the trees had been cut down. It was from the fort's high and well-built signal tower that the movement of McCausland's cavalrymen had been spotted long before they passed the District Line a mile away to snipe at the picket line and redoubts. A similar tower at the Soldiers' Home, where the President and his family had been.