”“Farm equipment?” Al asked surprised by her answer.“Yes. There are folks all over the island trying to plant gardens of sufficient size to fe...d themselves. That requires farming equipment. Unfortunately, that equipment doesn’t exist here on the island. We need someone, locally, to make it,” Betsy said.“I can make it, if I know what needs to be made,” Al said.Betsy held up a briefcase and then put it on the desk. She said, “I had a couple of students from the Druid College make up some plans. She stood up on the raised dais and was about 2 feet off the floor. She reached out for the box and pulled it closer. She then inserted her head through the opening followed my her arms and shoulders. Everything from her armpits down was exposed and everything above was hidden. She stood up straight and the curtain was opened. Some animated guests were seated all around the table. The woman's nude body was there for all of them to see but as this was designed you couldn't tell who the. I am, this day, licking her labia, slowly and lovingly, as she croons to me about her latest desire. It is to possess and to love a young girl, still free, who lives on another island. My Mistress is courting her, hoping to take her a willing slave.I cannot imagine why this project would present any difficulty, for anyone offered the position of love slave to my Mistress would accept in a trice, would they not? At least, in my mind. But, I say nothing, I just keep licking and suckling, and. She nodded her head and said softly, “OK.”The Whipmaster stepped back behind her and started swinging his whip as if preparing to strike. Suddenly he stopped and said loudly, “Oh, no! This isn’t going to work. I should have picked someone wearing pants.”He then walked around in front of Julianna and said, “The wind is blowing your skirt around. It keeps getting in the way of where my whip needs to strike. This has to be very precise, so I need a totally clear path to the ham. I’m afraid we are.