I don't want to rack up a bunch of credit card debt right when I'm just getting out on my own."Bobby digested all that. "Where did you buy the car?" h... asked."At Fred Collins Motors, over on 5th. It's just a little place, but he was very nice."Bobby snorted. He knew about that place from conversations with Raul. Many people had come into Raul's garage with cars recently bought from Fred Collins. They seemed to specialize in acquiring cars that insurance companies declared totaled after being in. Was I partly a real woman, partlya man, entitled to be either as I chose? Had the man in me beensuppressing the woman in me unjustifiably, selfishly? Out of fear?She seemed to believe the only way to find out was to throw myself intoit and become all the woman I could be. Or anyhow, to act as if I wereone.Maybe it was that pill, or maybe a new sense of conviction, butmarvelously, I felt quite calm. I didn't at all mind walking down thefront steps -- ladylike, clutching my purse -- and. I hit Kamilla ten or fifteen times, leaving her pussy--soon to be raped again--seriously welted. Meanwhile, Rachel had pulled out another dildo to attach to her strap on. "Vagina's bigger than an asshole so..." and she replaced the giant ass dildo with an even more humungous one. Kamilla looked on in terro. As I took Karisha by the hair I said absently "We're going to have to talk about where you got the money for these toys, you know." Rachel grinned. "I know." She then placed the blunt end of. Then I laid them just under my slave's breasts and ever so slowly I moved them up, slowly pulling on the silk and satin scarf's as if they were pieces of air floating through the air.Once they were snuggly under my slave's breasts I started to wrap her breasts up in a figure eight number crisscrossing around each breasts until they were firmly tied together. From there, I got another silk scarf and placed it just under my slave's hips and tied it off.I grabbed two more scarf's one satin and the.