Oh, no- S sorry, ah, she seems like a nice girl, and I am sorry I blamed you oops I ment...ha ha, I told you so! Oh, don't take things so seriously, f...r one, I doubt that you were elected by the majority of the readers, and two, this is humor. I admit to brusing the fourth plane, but after all, this is humor, and in a way, isn't it nice to acknowledge the reader? Hey, if you want, go dig up my livejournal, it has some stories on there. Also some fourth plane distortion. I didn't pander though.. However, no one had reacted in a way that struck Laura as significant, although one or two of them commented that the girl's mind did not seem to be on her work. After these fruitless inquiries it is possible that Laura might have forgotten about the whole subject had her interest not been rekindled by an overheard conversation in the college refectory next day.That morning all the popular newspapers had been full of a story about a Hollywood film star, famous for preserving his rugged good. We were all hot and sweaty so we decided to have a dip in my hotel pool. Many of the guests were bathing topless, so Inga quickly removed her vest and green mini dress leaving her magnificent body exposed in just a tiny thong. From the rear her slender brown body looked to be naked and quickly all eyes were on her. Sven removed his denim shorts and revealed a tiny pair of swimming briefs which frankly looked almost obscene and definitely leaving little to the imagination.When Sven emerged from. "Wait."He waited."Can I come in, please?" Are you sure?" Yes. Please."He opened the door again and she entered. They went to his living room, all brown leather and dark wood. He turned to face her and she shrank back. It did as much for the blood flow to his groin as the thought of her butt plug."Face the wall," he told her and watched as she obeyed. "Bend over at the waist and put your palms flat against the wall." It was an enticing sight, her body parallel to the floor and her arms.