She posed for him - with the strap down. As he painted, he kept a large brush near him, it was a brand new paint implement. She picked it up once to...examine it, the hairs were soft and long. She asked about it eventually. 'Was he going to use that brush for some final coating of her portrait perhaps?' she queried.”“'No,' he said, 'that was for another project entirely'. But he didn't say what. Her curiosity was aroused. 'What was he going to use it for?' she wondered aloud. 'That', he. Kampar began her briefing.An hour later Fischer stood. Offering his hand to Kampar, he turned to Mead. "It is not proper that I give you or your concubine orders." He smiled and winked before continuing. "Didi, you've got an hour and a half to drain the commander's 'nads." Kampar elbowed him. "He'll need at least four and a half hours of sleep. Then clean him up for the hearing."Didi giggled. "Aye-aye, Sergeant." She tugged Mead out of his chair. The tiny woman pulled him into the bedroom.. What makes her cute is that she is the first to stand up to protect me when her bullying goes to far. Nobody dares to cross her due to her background. Her father is basically the king of the underground of this entire state. He even has connections in other countries. The government typically lets go anything I end up having happen to me. I'm also not bad off either. My mother is the youngest Grand master Swordsman. She has Dojos everywhere.I am a 18 year old Junior. I had to start school late. The white family was invited to bunk down next to Tanya and her family. There was a feeling that they were all in this together and it was not a time for racial or class hostilities.Once they were all settled in, Teresa, Yvette and Tanya went exploring through the big stadium. Many people cast curious glances at the pretty white girls, who looked somewhat out of place here. As the girls were roaming around through the place Yvette suddenly froze in her tracks, staring at some men."What's wrong,.