He smiled again, a broad, friendly smile revealing white, even teeth.“I’m Bella LaForêt.”“Hello, Bella. You have a lovely name. Welcome to th... neighborhood.”Bella smiled. It was a goofy name, but Mom said she loved it.“What’s your dog’s name? Can I meet him?” she asked, her hand on the white wrought iron front gate.“Sure. Come on in. His name is Penny, and he’s a she.”Bella, walking up the front garden stone path, smiled, looked at the dog, and apologized. “Sorry, Penny.” She paused at the. Blond who let his hand glide over her, gently brushing her ribs and stopping at her hip. Mr. Brown reached out to touch her and was surprised with a sharp rebuke. “Only when I say.” He pulled back surprised. “Gentlemen, this is my woman. There’s nothing more precious to me. I don’t share her lightly. Only my extensive trust in you allows it. But I will maintain control.” Mr. Brown nodded and was rewarded. His hands were placed on her shoulders and then drawn down over her breasts. She. She cuddled into her, feeling Nikki kissing her way closer to her pussy until she flicked at her labia, washing it like a cat might tend to her kitten.They returned slowly to their camp, sunbathing for another half hour before Lauren made lunch - which really meant unwrapping the rolls and pouring a glass of wine. It seemed sensible to wear their T-shirts once again as the strength of the sun increased, but the bikini bottoms remained where they had left them. Lauren stretched out, propping. I would need nothing from the outside world while I was here.She was right. After I was shown to a room, I was issued a habit, some white underwear and a pair of sandals. Having changed I was taken down to a refectory and served breakfast. It was apparent that everyone else had already eaten.After breakfast I was taken to meet Brother John. He was a very unimpressive man, dressed in the same white habit that everyone seemed to wear there. But he had a mind like no one I had ever met before.We.