. don‘t you think it‘s somehow over? She‘s in another country, another continent even... It‘s time for you to... well... move the fuck on.”A... unknown voice interrupt your discussion. A sultry, very clear female voice. “Are you guys talking about me, heh?” Before you lift your head you already know that this sensuous voice can only belong to the black-haired angel from the bar. Tall and curvy like an Amazon she strides to your table. Her graceful movements almost seem unreal. Black latex covers. At the car, I loaded her into the front seat, admiring the tops of her thigh-highs and the small triangle of emerald panty fabric between her legs. “Impressive,” I said. “Your underpants almost match your dress. Very coordinated!”“Thanks, she shot back. “Next time I can wear a red dress and skip panties altogether and still be color coordinated. As you may have noticed, the carpet does match the drapes.”She giggled and I saw her relax and almost melt into the soft leather upholstery. Perhaps a. During Tina’s naptime and after bedtime, Dawn closed herself up in her bedroom with her laptop and cell phone. She explained to me that she worked ‘part time’ as a ‘tech rep,’ but when I queried her about this outside work, she quickly steered the conversation in other directions, and I hadn’t found out what it was. I heard her through her door, though, often speaking quite earnestly about something. Whoever she spoke to, she called ‘sir.’ These calls were always rather brief, and never lasted. This will help to keep you all heated up, you funny creature."She went to the dresser where there was a wig stand. Off the artificialhead she took a fur cap. She put it over Steven's hair, snugged it downand adjusted the side-flaps over his ears, then knotted the two long tiesunder his chin, the fur puffs at their ends hanging down and tickling hissternum. She took one in the fingers of each hand and used them to teasehis nipples until he was panting from frustration."Let's go," she said. .