The last part of Deanna's statement ran through my mind then. Game?We were playing a game? I understood then, I was going to be answeringthe yes and...thank you al night, but it was a game. They were sure oneI should be more than willing to play given my previous indiscretion.Surprises might be given, depending on how willing I was to play thegame, I might even enjoy it. Oh the carrot on the stick never cut sodeep. Sighing once more and smiling to myself. They could bring onwhatever. I wasn't't very big obviously, and I noticed that my breasts were fairly small. They didn't really feel that way to me, but I guessed that I was probably just a little under average in size. My hair was auburn, and cut into a sort of bob cut, which explains why I hadn't noticed it. It wasn't much longer at all than I normally kept it. My face was cute. It looked kind of fine and delicate. That along with my hair and size gave me a definite elvish or pixie like appearance. "Jeez" I said to. "My colleagues and I are pleased you could make it. Our pact is certainly being fulfilled properly. If you'll follow me, I will take you to the area to which you will be confined until your performance is due. Do I make myself clear?"Terry expected Boadie to begin peppering the well-dressed stranger with demands and threats. It was odd that the drummer was so silent."Not totally clear," began Terry. "We were all wondering where Scott is. Not much of a band without our bass player." Oh? I. “I wasn’t nude — I had on an apron.”“It offered a great view of your butt — not that I’m complaining. I appreciate your figure as much as you appreciate mine.”“Not often buck nekkid but often enough in my skivvies.” He held up his mug of coffee. “Skumps.”“Skumps. It’s a fancy breakfast you made.”“Yeah — rather than boring poached eggs I used some sliced ham and English muffins ... and some mayo with a squirt of lemon juice for a makeshift Hollandaise for eggs Benedict.”“It’s very nice.” April.
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