”I stuttered.“Here, let me help you there honey. I want to make sure you’re fully covered. Now you don’t need to be ashamed of...your size.” She insisted. “Could you please stand up on the coffee table and remove you’re shorts, so I can see the appropriate size for you.”“-But” I said.“No buts, I want to ensure you the best”. She demanded. So I thought I should do as I was told, kicked my shoes off, and slowing stepped up on. I then go about my duties ofgetting ready for my Mistress and the day ahead. Apply the small amountof makeup, comb my hair fifty times and rub lotion all over my body whichgives my fair skin a healthy glow. My hair goes up into a ponytail everymorning because it's the easiest and is the most practical for my nexttask. As well as Miss Cassie may decide to change it when she wakes up.Unless otherwise specified my nails are always done in a soft pink alongwith the gloss on my lips which has a. Marcus knew Sharon was a member of a street gang and was often in trouble. Marcus started to push the wheelchair through the corridors and into the lift, inside the lift Marcus got a surprise, he was behind Sharon and he looked down and saw one side of her gown was slightly open giving him a good view of one of her boobs not just part of it but the whole boob nipple as well, Marcus smiled and thought nice. The lift stopped at the ground and Marcus took Sharon into the gardens where Sharon got. ”“And she had Jorge until she pushed him past where he could possibly go,” Jennifer said.“She and Ed Krajick seem to be trying to put something back together, though I don’t know if she has her head on straight about it or not. Probably not.”“Let me try,” she said.“Thanks.”We hugged and I took Jesse with me back to the main house to finish preparing our Pascha basket.April 15 1990, Chicago, IllinoisJennifer came into the great room and asked if I had some time to talk. My wives and I had just.