He couldn’t help but grin at the annoyed facial expression that consumed her. He immediately knew she didn’t want what was about to happen but she...had no alternative and he loved every second of it.“Perfect,” he grinned as he walked over to her, “Now just stand there!” Phil sipped his coffee while he leered at the hard bodied wife. She had the perfect body but he could never forgive her for putting him in prison and he would take his frustrations out on her every chance he could.“I have to get. Hold that position." They were all leaning back looking at the sky. I jumped down, got on the floor in the middle of the circle, and snapped a picture looking up at the ceiling. There were no faces in the picture but there were bushes, pussies, tits and nipples. I turned to Lisa, "What pose would you have come up with?" I would have them all on the bed looking away with those wonderful asses. Maybe watching TV or maybe all reading books together." You heard her, fresh talent, fresh ideas." I. The 27-year-old was still in shock, but as he watched Caroline sitting there casually smoking away and being so nonchalant he figured he better just play along. She couldn’t really be serious, could she? Caroline crushed out her cigarette and walked over to her dresser. Lewis watched in amazement watched as she produced a noose and getting up on a chair she placed one end over a hook he had not previously noticed in the ceiling a few feet from the bottom of the bed. “I just wanted to make sure. "Fuck you look good, whiteboy! Walk down to my office." He motioned the way.I quickly made my way down to his office, sort of teetering a little on the high heels, jingling and jangling the whole way. He teased me by saying, "Ooo, baby." There was a long blonde wig on his desk. "Sit down so I can finish your outfit." I sat in an armchair next to two walls that had mirror tiles all over them. He walked up right in front of me and put the bombshell of a wig on my head. Kind of a Veronica Lake.