There was no pretence of “art.” They all acknowledged that the attraction was in sexual poses, erotic lingerie etc. In fact the lingerie was a key...difference from the art posing where I would change in a small room, be d****d in a robe, get into position and let the robe drop. For the “gentlemen” the disrobing (lets face it, the stripping) was the key element. The showing and removal of my undies was one of their highlights, the main titillation. And they were clearly desperate to see my. We were best friends for the longest time. She hung out with me and the guys most of the time. But for some reason, when we started middle school, all that changed. She made new friends and seemed to forget about me overnight. We stopped talking took our own paths. I walked to my locker to put my notebook away and then I headed toward the cafeteria. Stopping in the cafeteria door, my eyes scanned the room for my friends. I found them at our usual table. They were conversing with each other,. , Legally identified by passport no. … issued on … by …, Retired business executive, born on …, 1947 in …/Germany and living at … in D-xxxxx L…, Known in the net as slave gunnarsub and registered as Sklavennutte Guenter in The Slave Register under Registration Number 326-878-134, thereafter for purposes of this document, called "SLAVE" has agreed to give up voluntarily all legal, civil, and human rights in order to become the unlimited slave property of the OWNER and whereas MISTRESS XXXXXXXX. ..- QueenCel '< : I'm only going to say this once, Rita. We are CUTTINGHIM OFF. Understood? This is NOT negotiable.- QueenCel '< : Rita?- QueenCel '< : . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .- LovlyRita '< : Sorry, Celeste...I needed a moment. I'm feeling verynauseous right now. Today's lunch and breakfast is now inthe nearby toilet.- QueenCel '< : Awww, poor dear. Want a breath mint?- LovlyRita '< : Went over your chat text. Yes, yes, of course. We'redone with him. .