"It looks to me like we found us a hornywhite bitch who's looking to get her freak on." It's not what you... I'm not..." Steffie stammered. She felt a...pair ofhands cupping her ass; they were large and warm."Relax, baby," the man behind her said. "Me and Deion have a taste forsweet white meat. We'll treat you right. Isn't that right, D?" It's just... you don't understand. I'm..." Steffie tried again. Thehands on her ass began rubbing gently. She didn't try to move away."That's right, girl. It's. We maintain ultra clean room conditions." The professor sounded like a proud tour guide. "You may, however, look through the viewing windows." Somehow, as he spoke to us here on his turf he looked more like a keen scientist than a mad professor."This is all a part of a prehistoric mine complex that opens up into a series of natural caverns. There are cave paintings in some of them that are quite fascinating. We haven't had time to explore the rest of this complex. Our research comes. Now Betty became the chief inquisitor. There were four sharp pains in myearlobes. "I've just pierced your ears," she informed me happily, "andput two studs in each one. All young girls have at least two thesedays." She then proceeded to apply all sorts of creams and brushed-onpowders to my face, and particularly concentrated around my eyes,pulling my lids up and down and telling me to shut them and not move andthen telling me to open them and not move, and they felt really funnywhen she. Feeling wildly excited and nervous, Lacy tried to carefully chose her words. “Yes, Freja, I guess I am bisexual and I really want to be with you. The truth is, I’m more excited about being with you than I’ve ever been about anything in my whole life.” Suddenly there was a smile on Freja’s face. “This is good, right. You want my touch?” Lacy suddenly felt unsure about confirming her desire to be touched by the gorgeous Swedish blonde. It wasn’t that she didn’t desire Freja’s hands on her bare.