Ann gathered the rest of her supplies making her way through the self-checkout line to prevent any embarrassing contact. From some of the gossip she o...erheard from some of the towns people, the stray pack had grown slightly. One woman claimed there were well over a dozen dogs now gallivanting across the countryside. And she expected the pack to grow since all the neighbors felt it was OK to let the dogs have some freedom. It was not harming anyone anyways, so who cared? Ann sucked in her. ” He pointed to a plain black vase. “You have fifteen minutes and then I’ll look at your doodles and tell you if there’s any hope for you as an artist. The rest of you can switch over to computer graphics. Time starts now.”Shit! I wasn’t expecting my one art class to be the worst on my schedule. What an asshole! I heard a sniffle and glanced to my right. A girl with dirty blonde hair and a baggy sweater was sitting with her art pad in front of her and tears running down her cheeks. Her hands. I suspect she won't care much about it one way or another, as long as you keep fucking her ass regularly. All this slavery talk doesn't mean much to her. I think it's because she's such a pure and free spirit that she doesn't really fully get the concept of slavery in the first place. And I think that's very cute and lovable. But play it by ear. You're very good at doing that."He nodded, even as she resumed her pussy clenching and squeezing. But then a thought belatedly occurred to him. "Wait!. Being one of the few who knew of Kat's true past Deb was adamant abouton this part of the agreement, Kat knew that playing around with thatstuff like she had before the change was wrong, hell she knew it waswrong back when she did it when she was still John but she didn't carewhat others thought then. Now the thought of something like Becky'sparents not allowing Becky to come over because Kat was doing somethinglike that was enough deterrent to keep Kat on the straight and narrow.Kat had been.