Donaldson just had to hold up a pole on the top of a hill.The side of the hill was covered in something similar to grass, except it was deep red in co...our rather than green. The blades swayed in the breeze. Sometimes they seemed to sway in the opposite decoration. Donaldson decided it must be his eyes playing tricks on him.Dotted on the ground at regular intervals were large green oval shapes. They came in all sizes ranging from some only as big as a pumpkin right up to some that were several. ?are you wet?? ?y-yes,? she whispered.?good. Pull your panties down just below your ass,? she did so, leaving the fabric clinging to her pussy, yet leaving her ass exposed. Such a pretty sight. ?Now I want you to crawl around my office, and shake that ass, I want you to show me how slutty you are.?Shame stained her cheeks an ever deeper shade of red, but she obeyed, not that she had a choice. She swayed her ass with every movement she made, her panties ensured that she couldn’t move too. I take a long hot shower and hope that my arms muscles will relax. I lather up with my favorite buff and soap. I look down at the rope marks that are still left behind on my ankles. I look at my wrists. The marks there are just about gone. Hunger is over powering me. I think about not shaving, but I decide better and take the time to shave. I towel off and walk into my bedroom. I see the bouquet of flowers on my nightstand. I walk slowing over and take the card from it. WE THANK YOU FOR A VERY. Suddenly, he heard the clicking sound of the lock, saw the little square under the door knob change from red to green. Then, the door was pushed open from inside. Inside the small booth, in front of the toilet, stood Laura. Wearing tight jeans, as usual, and an even tighter sleeveless shirt. Her pullover, which the cold had forced her to wear during the school day, was now crumbled up on top of her backpack, on the floor. It was obvious that she was not wearing a bra under that tiny excuse for.