Because Mr. Savage wanted the tattoo to heal, I was on restricted duty. Frank finally arrived. The first thing he wanted to do when he got there was t... inspect his tattoo. He seemed pleased with how it looked. Then he checked out his collar and bracelet and seemed happy with those too. Everyone could tell I was excited about the chastity belt. My Master felt Frank deserved some bonus pay first. “You got to try her mouth out yesterday Frank, what would you like to try next?” Frank beamed. “I. Those laying there looked up and saw Chris karate kick agarage can into the air, spilling the garbage on the street and landing on hisboard safely.What was bad for the townsfolk was worst for the boy's single father,Donald. Ever since his wife died of liver disease when the boy was little,he tried to make him a tough man. That way he could handle whatever theworld would throw at him. With the phone calls about what a terror he wasboth on the street and in the skate park, Donald was starting to. "Hi s*s - you ol' bitch what are you wearing? Is that the new Cat Suit? I could smell the Baby Oil from the front door - how long have you been riding - I need to catch up".Spike pulled off her motorcycle helmet and jacket, revealing her stunning bare breasts. Then holding Postman Pat's gaze gently eased her leather crotch up and over her bed post, running it between her hidden lips."That's nice" she purred "let me get the rest off".Spike pulled back, starting to unzip her red boots."No, No". She seemed to almost be floating in air. Her gaze so intense that the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. The loud sounds of the party muted to the point of total silence. He focused on her lips as they slowly began to part."Maaaaarlooo..." He heard a disconnected voice whisper close to his ear. He flinched and turned to see no one around him. Everyone at the party was staring at him now."I think I remember you promising me that sweet ass Christine. Take your panties off now," Jude.