" "Take your bikini and your skirt off then, Jordan," said Tiffany. "And now get settled in the mold. Relax for a minute, and let it form to the con...ours of your backside."Jordan eased herself into the mold, and after a few moments, it felt surprisingly nice. It was like lying on a large foam rubber mattress, which was shaped to her form. Jordan also noticed that her arms and legs were sticking out parallel to her body, but there wasn't any weight pulling them down. "The anti-gravity field. . it's against my hip... and it makes me crazy, knowing you are pleased with me." Okay, I can see the enjoyment derived from spanking. But now I'd like to try something else." But I was just starting to warm up, Sir," she whined playfully."Let's finish warming you up... with a crop. Come on. Hop up."She trembled. "Y... Yes, Sir." Josephine raised herself up until she was standing before me. She started to pull down the hem of her dress."Stop. Take it off." She grinned and grasped the hem of her. Gemma looked at the man in bed with her, flicking through the morning papers. ‘Good morning, Ryan.’ She smiled sleepily. ‘Good morning, beautiful. I ran out and got some pain au chocolats for breakfast.’ ‘Mmmm. To what do I owe that pleasure?’ ‘I have a favour to ask you. You don’t have to say yes, but it would mean a lot to me if you did.’ ‘Then yes.’ Gemma smiled. ‘Just like that? You don’t even know what it is.’ ‘If it matters to you then I’ll do it.’ Ryan smiled. He opened his mouth as. Her mother’s pitiful existence had pretty much burned out any scintilla of emotion she had, so this display pierced Salt’s heart. But how much could she care about a mother who she might see twice a week? Rumors were rife in school. Rumors about Salt and jail, but nobody really knew what happened. Salt was back in school, after all, so how could the stories going around be true. Then, how could you explain the black town car that delivered Salt and Pepper to school every morning and picked them.