By then, Alan had a couple of fingers in her pussy and she’d jacked him ever-so-close to cumming.Kelly ditched Alan and followed us to shore. She re...ched out for my hand and whispered up my shoulder (I’m six-feet-four), “Alan’s going to have a hard time getting out of the water with that little Speedo of his. He’s very fascinated by my shaved pussy.”We loaded onto the pontoon, settled in, and were about to shove off as Alan ran down the dock, jumped aboard, and quickly sat down. I couldn’t help. It was short and to the point… “Come to room 218 at the ‘Rest Right’ motel at four in the afternoon. Don’t be late.” One glance at her watch told her that she wouldn’t be, time for a quick shower and she’d get there, no trouble.When she arrived, he was waiting there for her, there in the cool inside of the shaded room.“Close the door Eileen.”She went in and did so, trying to gauge his mood. Something was not quite right.“Eileen. Did you do that report that I asked you for?”“Not yet Sir…” she. Her daydreams faded in and out, as time seemed to crawl forward. Breaking the silence of her meditation, she heard the man’s voice call out to his assistants, “Take her arms out of the binder, release her neck corset and ball gag.” She was happy that she would once again have her movement back, as she had so many questions to ask. Oddly enough, the voice of the man seemed to be different, and as he stood in front of her, she thought that his visage was different too. The man now started to. ‘My, my Tea,’ Elizabeth said slipping her hand around Alex’s arm and turning toward her. ‘What was it, Discount Day at the Salvation Army?’ Smirking she said, ‘Tell me, where do you buy your clothes?’ ‘Who did your hair? Edward Scissors Hands?’ Tea retorted. Elizabeth smiled. ‘How…flattering, but no. I have my own personal hairdresser. Oh, I’m sorry, have you ever been to a real hair dresser, besides the Hair Cuttery?’ Elizabeth said with a frosty tone cold enough to freeze blood. When she got.