” Lucy’s parents were piously strict about sexual matters, and if they knew she fingered herself while watching porn at night, they’d be displea...ed. She carried on, “I was just curious because I’ve never held one before in person.”My eyes widened slightly. I had taken for granted having my toy. Some people never have the privilege to buy one. “You don’t have one?” I asked. Lucy shook her head. She responded, “my parents don’t like that sort of stuff. I want one, but I’m terrified they would. She was a mess and I felt a touch of remorse for my curt response. “Look,” I said finally; “I was out of line back there, and apologize.” Her sobbing diminished and she dropped her hands only to stare at her lap. “You look like you’ve been through a pretty rough time; why don’t you let me treat you to a burger or something . . .?” A slight smile briefly crossed her face, and we made eye contact for the first time. She had a lovely face with large soulful brown eyes, an upturned ‘pixie’ nose. “I suppose that would be an accurate assessment. I take it that you don’t mind?”“Mind? No, just surprised, I guess. I really wasn’t expecting such a ... liberated? ... welcome.”“Hmm...” commented Malcolm. “It really didn’t start out that way. But over the years, Caroline and I became a bit more adventurous, and more familiar as well, with the staff. I couldn’t say when things became so ... loose. Now, it simply seems second nature. When guests come by, we have Jeanine and Phoebe tone down their. She returned to the task at hand and placed 3 studs in each of my ears.She gave me cleaning solutions and a form that explained caring for them.As I looked in the mirror I saw that my ears were now adorned with 3nicely spaced little pink diamond studs on each side. With my Sephoraface and all I looked kind of pretty even for my once male face. She thenexplained to Mistress Andrea that she was also a professional bodypiercer as a side job, usually doing them at adult fairs, bdsm events.