Now most Sindys were middle class housewives in waiting but not mine. Oh no. Mine was a white trash council house gold digger who with her eagle-eyes ...ould spot a slut-whore outfit up to a thousand feet away across a crowded toy shop. Worse still was that whenever a neighbourhood Barbie invited her around for afternoon tea and 'homemaking' she'd invariably stuff her pockets with whatever glittery accessories she could lay her plastic hands on. I still carry the emotional scar from the time she. I liked her because she liked me, but also because in the way of most 18-year-olds, I enjoyed looking at her in sexual terms. I had a girlfriend, but that didn't stop me from noticing the attributes of almost every other female that I encountered. Laura was one of those women who could best be described as "average." She was medium height, medium weight, etc., etc. She dressed relatively modestly and was the sort of woman that you wouldn't glance at twice if you passed her on the street. But,. The driver pulled his lips away from Jasmine's, he looked down at Jasmine's hand caressing his cock through his jeans then he looked back at Jasmine and said "why dont we have a drink and get a little bit more comfortable", Jasmine nodded her head and followed the driver into the room, she sat on the sofa while the driver poured the drinks then he sat down next to Jasmine and said "My names Alan", Jasmine introduced herself and then just stared at Alan, he had the kindest eyes, and the softest. At least he'd offered me the soft seat in his office."I can't do any work at the moment, I'm still in too much pain. You can't make me work!" I thought they'd explained all that to you at the prison. While you are an apprentice, I can and will punish you if you do not work or for any other misdemeanour and if that fails, I can send you back for another round on the whipping machine. For the next year or for however long it takes to complete your apprenticeship, you do exactly as you are told,.