It was her pleasure to pleasure Him.Master took herby her left arm, and standing her up, led her over to His bike, and bent herface first gently acros... the seat. Her legs standing straight, breasts restingon the hot, black leather of the seat, head hanging off the other side, and herass presented high, legs spread, awaiting the pleasure of her master as Hedisrobed Himself. Stepping behind her, He slowly ran the length of His cock upand down her slit, feeling her open, inviting lips, the dewy. Peggy is already helping me work out a routine, and I am going to wear it. Did you know that is a huge fetish in Japan?”“No, honestly I did not. Really?”“Oh yes, she got some books from Mike and showed them to me. Apparently Sailor Outfit School Girls is a big fetish there. Cartoons, comics, and the like filled with it, a lot of it dirty. But Peggy thinks it is great for a costume, kind of innocent, and those that know Japanese culture will get the reference. I even added a black wig, and she. That’s the fun part of the job,’ I said with a smile. ‘I really want this job, Mr. Copely. I can’t think of anything I’d rather do than work on these machines. I’m sure I can do a great job for you.’ If enthusiasm was any indication, Dody would make a good employee. It was only left for me to decide if she could do the job. Much of her work would be on her own and in a different city. No one to lean on, then. I had a couple of nearby jobs scheduled this week, so I planned to take her along to. "No. I’ve tried. But they said that they had no more in my size and wouldn’t be getting anymore for some time," she said."That’s rubbish. What poor organisation," I said sympathetically."Even tying the cord doesn’t stop them falling off me. I mean, look. You could fit two of me in here."With that, she tugged the tie cord at the top of the tracksuit bottoms and undid them and then pulled the waistband forward to show me just how loose they were. I could indeed see there was more than enough room.