In its place, Violet had left a note in her precise hand:Gone to pick up supplies. Be back soon! ????I smiled and got to making breakfast. I had just ...inished eating the fresh fruit compote when I heard the rumble of the garage door and the BMW’s engine. I unlocked the inner door to see Violet’s small frame already half-hidden behind the coupe’s open trunk.“Can I help with anything?”“This one, please.” She kissed my cheek and passed me a black recycled plastic shopping bag as the garage door. Just a pure, simple, modest,painful and hard to endure ? life of the slave. He called me back with her ?yes to all? and invited me to meet themat his flat. I had better idea. He still owned an old and deserted ranch inmountains. This place would be better option for what I had in mind for her. Vintagetools and natural resources are excellent for SM purposes. It would be wastenot to use them. Everything else I could transport by the van. He agreed and Ischeduled our meeting for the next Saturday. If there's more than one passenger the taxi driver has the luxury of choosing which person he wants to become when the ride is over. Apparently, I had to tell the passenger I chose to have a nice night or life, and the swap would take place. To seal it, the journal suggested giving the new driver a hundred dollar tip. It didn't say what would happen if you didn't but I saw no reason to be cheap at such a life-changing moment. Let some future driver try not to give a tip and find out. I rode out. Jared’s cock was fully erect again by now and this time he didn’t ask the girl’s permission if he could fuck her with it.Jared climbed up off the eighteen year old’s pussy mound then gently lifted her up off the sofa and placed her down onto the floor. Her sweet young breasts were heaving up and down with every breath and moan of pleasure as he did this. Jared then placed his hips down between her legs and let his big stiff cock slowly find its way home. As his cock was being swallowed up by.