All she can do is stare into the yellow abyss.“Alright, you’re done. Get out. Big Tits, it’s your time to shine. Drink what’s left, and your t...ial is over.”“And I get a shower?” I ask, every word almost a liquid cry.“You think we’re going to let you meet the players looking like an old urinal cake. You’ll get a shower, a uniform, we’ll even braid your fucking hair. Now drink up; they’re going to be here soon.”A shower... Meeting the players... suddenly, the world doesn’t smell so bad. I’ve. I wanted to make a change on the bra, but hadtrouble deciding what to do. I added several tacks to each side aroundthe nipple area. I put them in so that they would poke into the base ofmy nipples. I was ready, and it was about noon.I have a coffee table andI had decided to tie my ankles to the legs to spread them apart. That put my feet about 3 feet apart. I was on my knees, with my anklesbehind me, spread apart and tied to the legs of the coffee table (it's ratherheavy and hard to move,. The cool water covered my slender frame as it trickled down from my auburn hair, down over my lush and full lips, between the girls and racing down my toned legs... a soft moan left my lips from the pleasure of a cool shower on a warm day but my euphoric state was brought to a stop as Tulisa walks in. I quickly react, covering my boobs and pussy from reflex. "woah relax, just me" she said winking at me, a devious smile on her lips"you gotta stop doing that" shaking my head i loosen up,. "Nice to meet you, dear sister."They next sat down to dinner, which Jeremy's mom served. Through the entire meal, Susan kept glancing at Jess, like she was afraid that he would leap over the table and ravish her. After dinner, Jeremy cleared the table while Vivian went over to Susan and whispered, "I think that now would be a good idea for that talk." Vivian led Susan into her sewing room.Susan started to ask a question once they were away from the dining room, but Vivian silenced her with a.