"I never mentioned debauchery, but now that you mention it, I think I can make reservations there." John," Steve said, "I never had a clue you had thi... other life going on. You always appeared to be just one of the guys." I was only one of the guys until last year. I swore that money wasn't going to change me. However, with money came some responsibility. I could have just put the money in the bank and spent it. I doubt it would have run out in my lifetime, but I wanted to establish something. Butt: unknown: damned bus. [Enter]Data is incomplete. Save? Yes: [enter] Saving: please wait.Officer Velasquez disappeared behind a herd of stampeding Secretariesbefore Tom could safely turn around and amend the file to include hisbutt. All he could do was replay what he'd already committed to memory. Therest he could fill in as the fantasy dictated. He shifted his knapsack tothe other shoulder and started for the entrance.In spite of the metal detector with an intense dislike for his steel. " You point to a wall. I get up and walk towards the wall, my ass cherry red, burning and completely naked except for the black thigh highs and heels that you let me keep on. You tie my hands up on a pole that's running horizontal on the wall. My hands now bound above me. You pull something from the bedside table and pull it over my eyes, a blind fold. You kiss my lips before going down and start to lick my pussy again. You do the same as before, three fingers going in and out of my tight hole.. I was beginning to think it was all in my ass though. Small breasts, almost a B cup were perky but needed help. I tried to do stuff to make my butt smaller, but no chance of that. I hated that thing because it stuck out so far and it was thick and round. Guys loved it and would always try and touch it. It made it hard to wear skirts because it made them sort of hike up in the back and you could see things if I bent just slightly. Another problem I had with it was that I could buy pants.