?As she shut the door behind her, she flicked a switch, and naked lightbulbs overhead revealed the large chamber within. The Assistant was tan, with o...ive skin. She was in her late teens, but very mature. Her hair was cut short, almost akin to a 20s flapper girl, and she wore a white lab coat. She set down the tray on a nearby table and shook off the robe with a sigh, revealing her nude form underneath. Her short dark hair blended perfectly with her olive skin. She had small, but ample breasts,. It was worse than the day her first period hit in the middle of English class, and she had been wearing a white dress.She didn't notice the video camera Betty was holding in her hand.By the end of the second day life seemed to fall into a pattern. She would give the well-named Randy his morning blowjob and he would go out to do chores. After breakfast he would take her out of the lodge and fuck her again, usually outside for the world to see. He seemed particularly fond of fucking her while. ”Blasphemy, but it did nothing to slow the feeling that was gradually rising from deep within his loins.“How does it feel?” Gharol whispered, nibbling at his earlobe as he twitched and rolled his hips in a futile effort to get more of whatever it was she was subjecting him to.“I ... I don’t ... it feels ... good...” He could barely form a coherent sentence, every motion of her hand sent a pulse of white light through his head that blurred his vision and dulled his mind.“Can’t believe ye never. The show ended so we headed back to the car arm in arm, laughing all the way. Theride to her house seemed really short, but she invited me in for a nightcap which I accepted.We got in, and she kicked off her shoes, hung up her cloak and told me to sit on the sofa while she went to the kitchen to get us our drinks. When she came back, she had almostfilled these two rock glasses with bourbon and when she noted my surprise, said "well, Idon't have to work tomorrow, do you?". I answered "no", so.