Colosimo tore open the foil wrapping. Inside was a large poinsettia plant in full blossom. “Oh, it’s beautiful!” she exclaimed.“My mom is alwa...s getting poinsettias for Christmas. If you take care of them, they will keep blossoming for weeks and weeks,” I commented.“I know. My sister grows them. This is very nice. Thank you,” she replied.“Then ask her what to do with it, because that is the sum total of what I know about flowers.”Just then the click of high heels announced that Jeana had joined. I would welcome your comments and feedback about Billie. If you like it or hate it please let me know why at [email protected]. This story is copyright nikkie 1998, 1999 Billie and the Bordelloby NikkieBillyBilly was in deep trouble. He was used to trouble, of course. It followed him around like a bad smell. But this was different. He breathed deeply and slowly, trying to get his heart beat back to something approaching normal. The adrenaline streaming through his veins made that next to. It was amazing, it was fantastic. Maybe the first time hurt,’ My mind quickly supplied the word ‘virgin’ as she spoke. ‘and maybe the last time hurt. But the few rounds in between. Oh my god Pete. I’ve never felt that full, and I’ve never cum so hard from any of my toys.’ I shook my head, there was so much I wanted to talk about, so many things I wanted to say. The fact that I saw her diary, that I knew she had much deeper feelings about me then she was letting on,that she was a virgin until. "The only indication I had that she'd heard me was the touch of herriding crop on my back. The Countess traced circles across my body withit, teasing and tickling me, then gave me a solid `whack' when I wasn'texpecting it. It was the same with my legs, my arms, my front, andespecially my tiny, imprisoned penis. She loved to stroke and fondle itwith her crop, to make me gasp in pain/pleasure as prison grew tootight, then slap me hard and watch me flinch."Hmmm... adequate, pleasing almost... but.