He made his way back to Ezra and said, "The cab's cleared, now. Anythin' changed here?" Nah, it's been quiet as a cemetery at midnight. What cha gonna...do, now?" Well, I can't just climb in, that'd be askin' fer a bullet. Ya think we kin talk 'em into surrenderin'?" I doubt it, but we kin try. Ya want me to try?" asked Ezra."Yeah, let's do it this way. I'll stand at one side of the door and ya stand at the other. I'll cover ya while ya're talkin'. I'll shoot ifen there's any funny business. That. ‘Where’s my costume?’ Kate asked loudly, ‘I need to get changed for the next scene!’ I was sitting in front of a mirror. My make up artist told me to smack my lips together. Then she’d finished. My reflection showed big bright blue patches drawn over my eyes and fake black eyelashes pointing outwards making me look like an overdone doll. I looked ugly and beautiful at the same time. ‘Its hanging up on the other side of the dresser’ The make-up artist said. Kate went around to the other side. She swore on her honor that she would buy no more, without reporting them to Bill. Bill left it up to her when she would "cash in" however many smacks she earned. Bill's last condition was that she take them bare-bottomed. At first she protested, but he reasonably argued that it would be too tough to be consistent if he had to adjust, for whatever pants she was wearing. She countered that surely her panties were all thin enough. Couldn't she keep them on, at least? He relented on that point. He. That time spent on the keyboard gave me lots of finger and hand dexterity, and I was using it to the fullest on these two.Now with my heels, and stocking off, Wendy told the two to go back and sit, and invited two more to take their places. No doubt that if she hadn't the gentlemen on my right would have lost his load. I could feel the tension in his body and in his cock. The head oozing his precum. I took the moment to lick it from my fingers, which engendered a ooh from all that were.