He then tugged on my clamps leading me to a private client room. I began to worry. He had me lay on my side on a hard table, then he tied one ankle to...the table, and another to a pully in the ceiling. He raised my leg until it was at a 45 degree angle to the other and tied it off. Leaving my asshole and cunt exposed. “have you had many children?” “N-no sir, this is my first. A girl.” “Ah. Well I’m in the market for a baby girl to be my at-home sex-slave and I’d like to get to know your’s. They teased him every bit as much as they did me.”But once I started talking about the old days ... well, memories linger on.“I was always big for my age,” Rebecca winked at Rosie, “So Grandpa Clive had me un-crating furniture, moving it around the showroom, delivering it.”“How old?”“Oh, by then I was probably 11, maybe 12, around in there. The Gilmore Girls worked in the store too. Sales, doing the books, got into buying. They had a pretty good idea what would be popular, sell.”“Did your. I counted fifty-three tiles. This was going to be interesting! Here were his words coming down through time for more than four hundred and fifty years. Not only that, it was a direct chronological detailed account albeit by word of mouth. Unbelievable!!We finally realized that we were having trouble breathing. Not suffocating, but the air was very stale. We decided to exit immediately. Pulling the door closed by the sword hilt which was still at an angle, it slammed shut. When it did the hilt. I set Jennifer down and looked over her shoulder.Chrissy was standing behind her, staring at the both of us.“Hey babe, this is my roommate, Chrissy.” Jennifer said, grabbing Chrissy’s hand and pulling her inside and closing the door.Chrissy and I stared at each other for a moment, unsure of what to do. I think that Jennifer picked up on it.“Do you two know each other?” She asked.Chrissy and I looked at each other and then both shook our heads no.“Cool. We’ve got so much to do!” Jennifer purred,.