Nooo... no... not me... I... am... a Princess... not me... no... no... no ...” went on Xena as she shuddered uncontrollably. Her eyes were wide and ...mploring. Venetia went on smiling. “Correction,” she said. “You WERE a Princess. Now you are a slave. And, as you know, girl, all slaves are shaven and pierced.” “N-NOOO... SPARE ME THAT!” Xena’s voice was now loud and urgent. Her utter helplessness was bringing her to the fringes of panic. “As I said before,” went on Venetia smoothly, “you are a. His throat was mud slipping through my fingers. Wait – no – it was mud all along! I was still within the pit, I had never left this hole of the most forsaken. But, of course I knew that all along, I merely got too caught up in my game. I laughed at my foolery and folded my knees back against my chest – a position I was now very familiar with – and there I laughed and laughed until slumber was once again mine. I awoke some time later, do not ask how long for by now hours were days and days –. “Jordan, can’t you give it a break? If you think you’re horny, think about me or Paul. We’ve been working together all week, but never alone. If we didn’t have to get over to the convention center, I’d be jumping him right now.”Jordan blushed. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to be a whiny brat. Maybe I can help you guys out today at the booth.”Jeryl smiled at her sister and pulled a pair of classy heels from her bag to slip on. She then twirled again to model for us. “Do I look like a booth babe now?”She. Next summer, Tammy would be getting ready for college and Tim, for his senior year of high school. It had been a good first day. The flight to Florida had been smooth. The eye candy on the beach had been awesome and their parents had even bought them all alcohol for supper and they had shared some more as they sat around the fire pit on the beach.But there were only 2 double beds in the hotel room. Tim tried to jack off in the shower before going to bed, but…despite having been feasting his.