Meagan also bent down and picked up two triangle looking objects that she explained were anal plugs that she would have me wear, perhaps even to work,...to stretch my ass."You love anal baby and we need all the appropriate toys," she said smiling as she picked up three different kinds. One was a vibrating plug, then an additional one the same size and then another a little larger one. She was intent on training my ass to accommodate a larger cock. My pussy tingled at the thought as I looked over. He was fit – a fireman has to be – but no muscleman. Dragging a comb through his unruly mop of curly blonde hair again, knowing that two minutes later it would once again be pointing in all directions, he once more cursed his two ‘crowns’. Oh well, the job description said fireman, not model. He plucked a white linen shirt from his wardrobe and added the obligatory tie, a wide multicoloured affair. A horn honked outside his parent’s house and he hurried to his window. Looking down he saw the. This was a case of two boys who had been a part of a church group and were returning from an excursion to the beach. They were the last two passengers who had been on the bus. They were in the last seat at the rear of the bus, and the only other person on the bus was the driver. She had seen the fog ahead and had stopped to figure out what she should do. She must have decided to drive through the fog, because she started to creep forward.Her window was open and the fog came pouring in through. ”“Then how?” His expression was frustrated now. “How do you know those things? How am I supposed to trust you knowing the Order’s secrets when you could betray us or be vulnerable to blackmail? You are an unknown risk. Surely you understand my concerns.”I stood up suddenly, offended and completely pissed off. “Unknown to you! You are not the Order. You are not the Commander. Those who need to know my secrets already do. You have no right to demand anything of me. I may be an ‘unknown risk’, but.