I got my phone out and proceeded to press on his number but Ihesitated at the call option."I can't do it!" I told Marchesa."Yes you can!" she pushed. ...You like him! You know you do. Just callhim hon!"I pressed call and the phone started ringing. I was so nervous I wasshaking and then I realized I needed to do my Kimberly voice becausehe only knew me as that. There I was in the juice shop with a bunch ofpeople around me. Then he answered with his sweet voice."Uhm, hi is this Dalton?"Marchesa. . don't hurt me ... it's not what you think ... please!" She began crying, her body shook causing her large bust to shake.Her father looked at her, the belt in his hand swing back and forth like a pendulum."Bend over the coach Nena. NOW" Nena looked at her father fearfully, her heart racing with fear. She got up from the couch and stood behind it, where he pointed, shaky and wobbly."Bend over the couch, and if you try to get up, I'm going to give it to you twice as hard."Nena knew that to. I stepped out of all of it. She brought my thong to my face. "Your silk green thong is wet because of me, Naomi. All that anger and resentment just gets your motor going for me, admit it." She pushed it onto my face and I sniffed my own juice. "Let it all go and have me," she suggested, before she dropped them. "Arms up." I just did it and let her take my shirt off too. She wasted no time bringing her hands to my back and unclasping my matching bra too. Once she had me naked with her, she super. ” “Wow!” His eyes were popping. “They always test the inhibitions of all the candidates who come, and I’m sure you can understand why, as the job requires you to do some pretty wild and daring stuff. For example, they’ll get you to strip in front of them while they make some pretty lewd comments. When I did it, I had to jerk off in front of them. Would you have a problem with that?” “No, not really. Sounds like it’ll be an experience.” * The next afternoon I took Claude round to the garden of.