Sodann erwarte ich das Du mir in Deinen schwarzen Strapsen und Deinen roten Pumps die Tür öffnest Du kleine Nutte!Ich jubelte innerlich vor Freude u...d antwortet Jawoll Herrin Euer Fickloch wird empfangsbereit gereinigt präsentiert werden wenn Ihr mir die Ehre erweist meinen kleinen Nuttenarsch mit Euren Umschnalldildo zu ficken!Meine Herrin antwortete kurz..Das will ich Dir auch geraten haben Du kleine Arschfotze und legte auf.Mittlerweile stand mein Schwanz wie eine Eins, in Gedanken hatte. I was to meet a guy called Reg from Sandy Station at the Birdsville Hotel in 5 days. Shit, that was quick, bloody Birdsville, Oh well, the money was great so I got myself ready for the journey.Four days in the bus from hell and I stepped off the bus and into the legendary Hotel. It was divine, ice cold beer and friendly locals.Outside the temperature was over 110 degrees and it was expected to get hotter during my stay. Next day a battered pickup with Sandy Station barely Visible pulled up at. We happily found that everything was operating just the way it was supposed to work. No, we didn't find a single problem, so it looked like all the work everybody did in advance of the New Year paid off. I kind of figured it would be like this, and started feeling a little bit proud of our success as we checked off our assignments one after another.After we put a check mark in the last box on our review sheet, we got in the elevator and pressed the button for the fourth floor operations center.. At the bottom of the steps, she paused and looked yearningly toward the front doors. They were not locked, but they might as well have been the gates of a prison. No escape lay in that direction. If she fled, if she ran to town, what would she say? How would she explain her state? ‘I thought we’d dine informally tonight,’ Rob said, taking her by the elbow and guiding her into the small informal dining room. Not the parlor. Constance was glad of that, for the parlor had been the place of her.