Christopher walked home alone. He closed up the bunkers and went to bed early. He had a full day of work under his belt. In his cabin he looked at the...leather gear that he had found earlier in the day. He cleaned the stuff as good as he could and tried most of it on. He undressed and put on a full leather outfit. The cock strap from the biker on the ferry. A kinky half body harness. Leather wrist band and upper arm band. The leather jeans and the biker jacket he had found on the ferry. Lastly. " Oh. Uh. Sorry." He blushed. "I didn't hear." Ask him again, Angel." I couldn"t." You will." I bit her neck gently. "Now."She was shaking again. "Hero. Stan. Stan, have you ever ... do you know how ... I, um..." Have you..." I prompted again."Have you ever s-s-sucked p-p-u-u..." Pretty, pink..." Pretty pink pussy." She blurted out. "Haveyoueversuckedprettypinkpussy." Oh." He turned scarlet. "Uh, no." Would you like..." I drawled in her ear."Would you like..." She repeated."To suck" To suck" My. .now class this is important and I'm sure it will be on the next test, so if there are there any questions speak up now!!!" Well that's just wonderful, no questions," she said a little sarcastically, "with the marks some of you are earning you'd think you'd have a question or two!!!" The room was dead quiet, when from the back row Zoe raised her hand, and in a sweet voice asked, "I have a question Sister Nora!!!" Sister Nora eyed the eighteen year old with a little suspicion and replied slowly,. When they got to Jenny’s new place there was a sign covering the front door: ‘Welcome Petra.’ The house was built in the southwestern adobe style, with thick walls and a flat roof. It was a sandstone color and had rounded poles sticking out of the upper walls and was built to use the land and the environment to shade it from the major heat that would be coming a bit later in the year. Jenny hit a button in the car and the garage door opened. It was a three-car garage. There were lots of boxes.