"Yes," he replied with surety. "Thank you, though."Her small mouth curled into a genuine smile. Her deep color softened into its natural sapphire tint... much to his relief. The last thing he wanted was anyone agitated enough by him to notice his unease. Especially a professional like the shuttle attendant here, who had every authority to alert the pilot crew and dock at the nearest spaceport.He didn't want anyone to ask questions."Bad dream?" she said conversationally.And of course she asks a. Then stepped into the heels. as I fastened them I heard lee say "mmm...blonde I think" I looked up as he opened the wardrobe....the camera stood on a tripod....behind it hung leather bondage chains and shackles....oh god!he took out a long blonde wig....walked to me and put it on me.....straightening it he led me to the wardrobe. Opening the other door I could see myself on the full length mirror inside. i looked for all the world like a prostitute.he took out two sets of shackles....fastened. Having just finished with Cath, Jane sat down on Sharon’s lap. It was obvious that Jane was getting turned on, her wet pussy was dripping onto Sharon’s leg. And then…and then… and then… Wow. Jane was kissing her and it was like nothing she’d ever felt before. Her heart started to beat faster, as she started to kiss back, until a prodding on her shoulder reminded her it was her turn. Her mind muddled from the kiss she lost the round. Realisation dawned on her that she was going to have to strip.. It was like they hugged my legs. The leotard was the same really smooth, elastic material. But something didn't look right when I quickly checked the small mirror in the changing booth. "Get out here!" Mom was obviously getting tired of waiting.When I came out carrying my regular clothes, Brenda made all sorts of funny faces trying not to say something, and Mom seemed to be surprised. I sat down, added the shoes, which actually were super-comfortable, and then went to really check myself out in.