Absent those code words, I will do anything and everything I want to you, and you will do anything and everything I tell you to do. Agreed?" She looke... up at him, feeling overwhelmed by her desire. She simply couldn't believe this was happening and couldn't believe how much she wanted it and craved it. "Yes Sir. I agree." "Good girl, Lana." Her wet lips parted and she let out a sigh, hearing those words. He squatted down in front of her, his face less than an inch from hers. The smirk was back.. As far as the bar was concerned, the Jackie currently dancing on stage was a whole new person - a tattooed slut who’d moved to the city to become a dancer.Piercings aside, her face hadn’t changed. But even when she was fully dressed (at least, as fully as Jackie dressed these days) no one looked at Jackie’s face.They were either checking out her enormous rack, her new butt (another little gift from Rob) or - most commonly - the tattoos that covered every inch of her body.Her arms had full. Or maybe I just had to stop breathing to prevent myself from sniffing the air, his clean, natural man-smell spreading heat waves through my body like a wildfire. ‘Oh no’ I thought to myself ‘not now, not this man’. I could not possibly be attracted to this man, a man that would have access to my home, my safe haven. How I got through the discussion with Ben about my need for extra storage space and changes in the color schemes in both bedroom and living room, I don’t know. No man had ever put. The two decided to get ready at Jeffrey’s house to avoid a chance encounter with Billy. Becky called Jason with the updated plans.“You don’t mind if I borrow my own clothes, do you Susie? But, remember, not too slutty on the make-up, Susie,” Becky cautioned. “We don’t want to freak your mom out!” The two had fun getting dressed together. Susie admired Becky’s full tits as she put on her black, lacy bra and panties. “I wish I had real tits like yours, Becky.” She reached out and touched Becky’s.