Miss placed the toy box on the floor at the foot of the bed and then went to stand opposite me. We both looked down at our helpless slut. I leant forw...rd and unclipped the leash from the nipple chain and dropped it on the floor.“I don’t think slut is going anywhere for a while. She seems quite happy where she is for now. Are you going to be a good slut?” I asked her and she nodded in reply. I tilted her head to one side and unbuckled the ball gag and pulled it from her mouth. She looked. [indecipherable] its flames ... Crashing, oh! Four- or five-hundred feet into the sky and it—it's a terrific crash, ladies and gentlemen. It's smoke, and it's flames now; and the frame is crashing to the ground, not quite to the mooring-mast. Oh, the humanity and all the passengers screaming around here. I told you; it—I can't even talk to people Their friends are out there. Ah! It's—it—it's a—ah! I—I can't talk, ladies and gentlemen. Honest: it's just laying there, mass of smoking wreckage.. It was way too early, there were only a couple of windows occupied, by what could best be described as dudes in drag, so I pottered about for a few hours, ended up walking about having a smoke for most of it, bobbed into a few coffee shops, headed back to check occasionally until it started to get a bit busier, at around about 10ish.So there were maybe 15 occupying the windows at this point, a few, maybe 5 or 6 looked hot, the majority didn't. I walked around them all a good few times, a few of. Dancer postersand even a ballet dance room, ballet bar and mirror on the wall of herspare room. The closet was open and she showed me some of her dancecostumes hanging on those pink puffy hangers. She had a small table in theback of the room where I was to put my sewing machine. "You can sit there and watch as I work the dance recital moves, Jamie,"she said as she directed me toward the table. "Why would a boy be so interested in clothes and sewing and ballet?" Ms.Johnson asked as I set the.