I told Tina I would be right back and she said that's fine. We walked out to the garage behind the house where I was working on my 68 mustang I had ju...t got. I got Jeff and myself a beer from the fridge in the garage and we sat down to talk. "Well, I guess we need to do something about it." Jeff said"About what?" I replied."The $25,000 that dead beat Bob Franklin owes us" Jeff replied.I about choked on my beer. "What the hell are you talking about?"So Jeff goes into the story about how for the. They were barely B-cups. With a fortifying breath, I slipped out of the hoodie, one sleeve at a time and over the head last to make absolutely sure my T-shirt didn’t go along for the ride. Just because I really liked this guy’s eyes and voice didn’t mean I wanted to flash him, and he also didn’t need to see the little pouch of my belly.I loosely folded the hoodie and put it onto one of the trays, sending both into the x-ray machine. Next, I toed off my fake Vans to do the same with them. Dark. Her breath came in rapid gasps as she fought to catch her breath. Her knees buckled slightly causing her to fall towards the door with enough force that it flung it wide open. She quickly pulled her hand from under her skirt, but there she was in full view of her son. And he was in full view of her with his cock still oozing thick streams of cum down the shaft of his cock and over his fingers.She quickly excused herself and grabbed the door and closed it. Her face was hot and flushed, her. I felt veryconfused. I was a man disgusted with being forced to perform a homosexualact but also a frustrated woman, for I wore a chastity belt and could notsatisfy my feminine cravings.The last of our training was dance school. My chastity corset was removedand I learnt the pole dance. This was not the pole dance of a stripperbut that of a whore. I had to gyrate in front of and make love to fakephalluses' mounted on a pole. At last I got to satisfy my sexual cravingsand satisfied myself using.