Jack found another note in the bottom of the shiny gift bag and read it out to Jill as she recovered from his fucking: ‘Hope you are enjoying your b...tt plugs – we wear ours all the time. Yes we are real teenage lesbians (aged 17 ¼), perhaps you’ll see us at the Village Carnival on Saturday’What Lesbians DoThis story is set long before the internet made pornography freely-available to adults and ch1ldren alike. So Jack and Jill had to rely upon their imagination and the line drawings in the. "Nothing," she sighed. "Nothing." Amma do you want me to go away" he asker her, assuming that she wouldn't want to continue their dangerous flirtation."Only if you want to go " she told him, boldly staring deep into his eyes. "Is that what you want?" Yes, uh, no, uh, oh I don't know what I want anymore," he blubbered."Well, why don't you stay with me for some time" she suggested, "and maybe we won't have any more accidents." Uh, I don't know, uh, well, uh, I guess I could," he stammered, "If. I don't even have a scratch. I'm still here ... although it hurts like a royal bitch to breathe. I'm just going to lie here for a while, and let Io do all the work. Wake me up if we're going to catch the ambulance."She put her hand between the seat belt and the pad of clothing that was protecting her chest. There was the trace of a smile on her lips as she shut her eyes."So you're sure that there's no trace of the ambulance any more?" I asked Io, some time later.We'd been cruising around,. Starr jumps and turns around to see who has just hit her, when she feels a pair of hands grabbing her shoulders and turning her back to the position she was in. "YOU WILL NOT MOVE AGAIN, and do not stare, it is not nice. Do you understand that, you little slut?" "Yes, Master, I do!" This is when Starr notices the things on her wrists are leather straps with metal rings on them, almost like a collar. Wondering if this is what was on her ankles and neck, she thinks about looking, then remembers.