A clean canvas. He looked at her, marvelling that she had lasted so long before someone of his ilk got their hands on her. She was as plaint fine clay...with which he could mould for himself the perfect fucktoy. She was fucking ganting on it. All those pent up wants and needs and desires. Charlotte was carnal to her very core, he knew that for a fact. She was a treasure trove of unexploited wantoness. And he had been given the key to opening it. He had already been the first man to ever gaze upon. Our little secret was building up steam very quickly. Then it seemed to quicken its pace when one evening Kim appeared in her bra. John was kissing her as we watched. It was like every other night's show at first. Suddenly he reached around and unhooked her bra. There before our eyes were her perfect pair of mounds of flesh. Kim turned to the window and smiled directly at us causing me to smile back. She made no effort to hide her tits and massaged them in front of her window. Julia gasped as. "Yeah. Okay." Good. Now why don't you go into your bedroom and dress yourself. Anddon't forget to put on a bra too. Call me when you're ready for the pantyhose. I'll give you some help."Paul took the garments from Laura and walked into his bedroom with hishead down.Laura smiled as Paul walked away. She felt sorry for him but she wasalso amused by his reactions. He was acting as if being a woman were adisease or something. "Men!"Laura sat down on the couch and waited for Paul to call her.. "I left her until Tuesday, she was in a bad way, almost comatose, I woke her with a slap across her face, she was a mess, boils and zits spoiled her complexion, her lips now cracked and parched the whites of her eyes were that horrible yellow colour, and shestunk. On the plus side her tummy was lovely and taut, the hint of fatty flab gone.I gave her an injection of a concoction Jon had made up for me, her eyes rolled and she swore. "Heroin" I lied."No, please."I released her from her prison.