Well, that was the hope. Even though I'd seen them on screen and knew they were petite, I was surprised by how small both of them were. I stand about...6'2", I guessed Tim to be 5'6" and Mel is no more then five feet tall. But with a fierce way about her. Clearly she is in charge of Tim in all things. Anyway, I towered over them both as they greeted me at the door.There were a few minutes of awkward small talk. Nobody seemed to know what we should do. Mel offered coffee but I was feeling the. ” ================================================= The bathroom in his home was really two rooms joined by a sliding wooden panel. As with much of the home, the décor was simple and consisted of dark wooden walls. There was a room with a large shower stall, a toilet and a sink. In the other room, there was the same décor, but aside from a sink as well, there was also a large wooden tub, large enough for a man like Kerry to sit in comfortably almost up to his neck. The day had turned to dusk. ...........Wearin my black lacy french pantie's, with matching bra, tight fitted black jeans and a lacy cream top and all your doing is twitching. I'm at a job interview for christ sake, ya can't have it now. No matter which way i sit your there tormenting me making me blush as the Manager of the company is trying to interview me. I've opted to stand, of all the days you choose to torment me you choose this one and of all the days i choose to wear my fitted jeans........ The manager is now. This was too much, and she wet herself. Paul put down the machine, and dried her with a towel. “Can I see, please?” said Mary. Paul gave her a small mirror and held her labia apart so she could see inside. Instead of the normal pale pink between her lips, there was a beautiful dark shaded reddish brown colour now. Paul went on as she had told him to do, tattooing her inner labia, round her clitoris and down to the skin near her anus, only stopping to pick up more ink on the needles. Mary was.