And somehow it had happened. And the next morning, I'd found myself lying in my bed, shaking with embarrassment.Me with a woman! Leah! My best friend ...or years! The horror of that morning still haunts me: what was going to happen? How could I face her?I should have called her right away: talked to her. But that's not me: I found myself avoiding her. Slipping away when I saw her coming, coming up with an excuse to get away whenever she started a conversation. But inevitably she noticed what I. They started running out of food.The wisest, eldest members of the city got together to discuss a solution, and they agreed on one after many days of talking. The solution they chose was to build a massive boat, load all the dwarves on it, and sail away. For five years, they would sail, leaving the little golems behind to keep cleaning up the garbage. After five years, they thought that they would be able to return home to a completely clean city. They agreed to send one golem back each year to. ?Only 2 minutes to go! ?She stood up quickly and wiped herself before pulling the panties back up. ?Now they fit her like a second skin, constantly caressing her nude sex with the teasing lace. ?She buttoned up the smock and exited the room in a hurry. Room 146 was just a few doors down, so she had seconds to spare asshe knocked on the door.At first she heard nothing from inside and felt very awkward standing there in someone else's used panties. ?Why had she played along? ?The tingling arousal. Randall flicked her wrist toward me, indicating that I should give the leash a tug. I shook my head ever so slightly, but all this did was earn me a stern look. I jiggled the leash, feeling powerless to resist the forceful authority she was projecting.“Do as you’re told, my pet, or it’ll be the cage for you.” Mrs. Randall pulled her finger out of her pussy, and dipped it into her own mouth. “Now, sit up!” She nodded toward me.I gave the leash a little tug, not knowing if I was making things.