The commute was short but I had the pleasure of being near her and rubbing against her shoulder.Often when there were sharp turnings, I would voluntar...ly fall on her so that I somehow touch her. I was surprised to know that she didn’t mind anything.All that I could think of was, ” maybe she liked the 5’10 well-built body of mine”.In no time we reached the destination and she was gone only leaving me in tatters thinking of her and yearning for a bad fuck.That evening when I went home, I just. He got nothing but "mmmrumph mm" in response.With Molly's full attention on his cock, Dave was pretty sure she had her eyes closed as well, Dave used his left hand to rub her back and brought his right hand out and over her back. Behind her head, he let the glove hang down and got it organized so he could slip it on quickly. Dave stopped rubbing with his left hand, moved the glove from his right hand to his left and then slipped his right hand into the glove. He didn't get his finger through. Once you became a girls owner you automatically had the right to sell her on and if you chose to sell her for meat then that was your right.In Tracey's case it was her dad that was her legal owner and the chances of him selling her as meat, or for any other purpose actually was zero. This was kinda comforting to Tracey but also slightly boring, several of her friends had been sold by their owners and the thought horrified but also turned her on in equal measures.Tracey's exposure to meat girls. "Yes it was." She actually giggled like a school girl.Bernard set up the next lesson at 3PM. I had no idea what his day was like, since he decided to go out on his own.That day's lesson was all about, lipstick, powder, and paint, to make me what I ain't. I learned how to use the thick, but light colored base to make me appear younger. Then I learned all about how to age myself. I could pretty much change my coloring to make me just about anything I wanted to be. Of course it was going to.