Georgette patted me on the head and Elena even softened enough to tell me not to worry and that I would get used to it. Then we got down to business.G...orgette had me strip to get some "skin tone pictures" for my fakes. They were both so quick and thorough that I never even though about the fact that those pictures showed me nude, with makeup and a wig, and thoroughly completed Elena's blackmail hold on me.When they were done taking pictures Elena took the camera and left the room and Georgette. 'Come on then girly, come and get your meat, I know you've been dying forit'I got on my knees in front of him and reached forward with my hands toundo his belt and trouser button. My fingers brushed over his cock whichelicited a groan from Richard. With his belt open and button undone Istarted to undo his zip. But he stopped me with his meaty hand.'With your teeth slut' he commandedDropping my eyes in acquiescence I bent forward into his lap and pressedmy face into his crotch. His hand came. Her teeth are very white. ‘Hello, then, Emily. Call me Ada. I do tattoos.’ ‘Ohhh! I get it now!’ All the little pictures make sense, and the numbers on the blackboard must be sizes, or maybe times, followed by prices. ‘I’m sorry for bothering you, I’m not really a tattoo sort of person. Do you mind if I just look at the drawings for a little bit?’ The woman smiles again. ‘Of course. You never know when you might be inspired. I think a little ink would suit you. I’ll be in the back if you need. Ginny and I went in and brushed our teeth and did our morning business. When we got downstairs, Ginny helped Mom in the kitchen and I set the table. Ted and Erin came down after a while. When Mom had breakfast almost done, she went upstairs to wake Dad. They both came back down about fifteen minutes later. Dad was grumbling."I don't see why we need to get up this early on a Sunday morning," he said."Your children have something to tell you," Mom told him."Is it so important it couldn't wait a.