"Julie might have led you to believe that this is her home," I said. "She was incorrect in that interpretation. You'll leave now. I really have no qua...ms about tossing you. The only reason that I didn't do it last night was because of my consideration for Julie."Tara, I knew what you were from the moment she told me about you. Now, you have two minutes to grab what you brought and leave."I got my wallet and dropped $3 on the table."There's your beer money," I said. "Now, off your ass and on. When I came up for air you had the butt plug already lubed and waiting and said “my turn”. You made me get on my hands and knees while you licked all up and down the crack of my ass before finally centering your efforts on my hole. Only after what seemed like a very long and very enjoyable time did I feel the hard plastic of the plug insistently push into my backside. Then, I went and opened up a bottle of wine that we had picked up for no particular reason and poured us each a generous glass. "Are you ready to give us another donation?" Sure!" Jack answered."Please come with me," Mei said, turning and leading the way down the hall to one of the closed doors. Opening it Mei stood aside to allow Jack to pass, leaving just enough room for him to slide by her. As he passed her Jack could smell her perfume and he felt his anticipation of what was to come start to grow.Inside Jack saw the same paper covered exam table as before. Alongside one wall was a narrow desk with an armless office. That vapid, human clothes-hanger thing didn’t really do it for me. I preferred my women with distinct and strong personalities, that assuredness of confidence was what really got me going. But even with all of that, I must say that the Jill Sander show was by far my favorite, even though I consider myself to be traditionalist and lean more toward the home-town hero, Giorgio Armani. The pieces in her collection were incredible and the girls who modeled them were just as awe-inspiring. The full.