?You know Jimmy is going to love a shot of you stripping down and riding that thing.? The reporter rolled her eyes, sighing. Bradley was right... Esme’s producer would like a shot like that. She looked back at the stool and then slipped her thumbs into the gauze skirt she had wrapped around her waist. It slithered down over her hips with just the slightest pressure and Bradley made sure every exceptional second of Esme’s exposure was on tape. He even moved around in a circle, the. Each of my classes reminded me that I needed to buy booksfor class. Maybe I should add that to my agenda for tomorrow.When I got home to Nicole and Alexis's apartment, I crashed onto thecouch and closed my eyes. Ahh, a nice quiet apartment. I will certainlymiss this when we swap back.Alexis walked through the door. "Hi Vic," she said continuing on intoher room. Just then my phone rang. It was Tyler. So much for a quietafternoon."Hey Tyler," I answered."Hey, Nikki," he said. "I just wanted to. I tried again and again before Ifinally realized that my clever mistress sent me FAKE KEYS to get me tofall into her trap! I immediately started tugging on the chain but itwas attached to my neck! I tugged on the collar but it was far toostrong to be broken by human hands. I tugged at the leotard andcouldn't get it off. This one stupid lock kept me completely andtotally the way I was! I really was trapped in this prison1 I couldn'tremove my panties without taking off my tights, and my tights. After a few moments, she realized she was tied up and struggled into a sitting position.'How did I get here?' she wondered, feeling confused. It had been a long time since she woke up not knowing where she was, but it had happened to her often enough that she wasn't too concerned.Then she remembered – Jake, the ravine, the needed rope – and cursed herself for not being more careful. She knew she should have scanned the area for signs of life before venturing in to the tool shed. There were.