..I don't know, but its HOT.Another thing about the shop- there is a set of stairs that were recently built and are unfinished- fresh plywood, lots of...splinters, no railing. As far as I am concerned this staircase is my sex throne, and from it I get licked, sucked, fucked, and made to squirt.He started by bending me over the side of the stairs, one knee up, my body prostrate at a 90 degree angle to the floor- and started rubbing my ass and pussy through my panties. He pulled my panties to the. Her skin was a pale, white, alabaster that made it appear to be suckingly soft .I grabbed a beer and turning then noticed them both looking at the outline of my rock hard meat straining up my sweats, obvious there even under my shirt.Miss Cummings leaned over and whispered something to Barb "why yes it is" Barb said and they toasted as I shrunk from the room trying to cover my hot stiff with a beer. A little while later Barb was there at my ear again. She was wobbling a bit now and I. I had become more jaded and couldn’t help but regard everyone seated at the Council’s table with a hint of suspicion. My paranoia seemed to be in overdrive and the thought that everyone before me wanted to obtain something from me refused to leave my head.I had left these halls with a positive outlook regarding my experiences as an Untethered, with the promise of power and adventure, and all of it had been thrown out of the window as soon as Emma confronted me outside the doors of the. She was a big girl and always had been so she must have realised that there was a good chance these clothes would fit me, which they did apart from the old blazer which was short in the sleeves. Navy knickers, plated skirt, white blouse, white socks (tight fit), and blazer. I walked back in to the kitchen not know what to say or where to look but Doreen seemed pleased. “Very nice, now let’s do your hair”. She sat me in a chair and brushed my hair out and then put it in to small bunches. “Now.