From now on, you'll wear it everyday." Sarah laughed as she held up a T-shirt that had, "Your wish is my command.." written across the front. "Put on ...our new T-shirt and your skirt and go on home," said Sarah, "I hope you get used to your new lifestyle soon." "I said your t-shirt and skirt!," said Sarah, as Jane started to don her panties, "Leave the rest of your clothing here." I'll figure out someway of beating this stuff," said Jane, "And when I do, watch out...I'll get even with all of. She is dressed in fishnet stockings, high heels and black lacy lingerie. She looks to the camera and says “Hello Mr Masturbator. I’m Kate. I know you are here to get really excited and masturbate like a perv. Its OK! That’s what I want you to do. I want to watch as you drool over my boobs and indulge you addiction to masturbation and pornography. Just get your cock in your hand and do what you know best. What you do secretly every available chance at your computer.”She circle slowly whilst. We got to the bathroom and I put her down on the side of the bath, she turned on the water and then came the words I was longing to hear. ‘Would you help me get my clothes off?’ Within seconds I was on my knees pulling her trousers off as she used her hand to take off her top. When I slid the trousers down underneath I was surprised to find a tiny black thong, this was when my brain went into melt down. ‘Does she always wear these? Was this a plan? How do I explain this to Luke?’ I slowly slid. Up another flight of stairs, past a queue by the loo, and three floors up, in this towering North London squat, where the low thumping sounds told her that she’d arrived outside the chill-out room. Tiens! She suddenly realised that she needed to chill out more than anything else. Sweat was plastering her short hair close to her scalp. She needed more skank. Or some charas. Or anything. She pushed open the door, letting out a large cloud of sweet-smelling smoke. A stereo was blaring out from.