Just then, Tara screwed her eyes together and stuck her tongue out at Lauren. Lauren cracked up and sat up again. “Remember when we were like, what,...12, and decided we needed to know how to kiss before the middle school dance?” she asked her best friend. Tara started laughing too. “Yes! I can’t believe we did that.” “It’s not even like it was a one time thing,” Lauren said, remembering back to all the hours they’d spend in Tara’s room. They chose Tara’s house because her parents were divorced. "Kneeling on the other side of the bed, Angie, the Canadian, was trussed to a wooden frame. She was still wearing a short white dress like that all the girls had been dressed in when they were in the International House; after a few weeks of wear, it was now dirty and torn. Although ropes held her firmly against the frame her arms stretched out across the bed, her wrists shackled and joined by a short length of chain. From the way she was positioned and the array of oils, gels and creams on the. "Whoa, look at that!" One of the girls yelled out. "Oh my god!", another said. " I'll have some of that," another said. Jeray just smiled, and said "Come on guys, I was just warming up, give us a break, will ya?"Zack, a really handsome white guy with a body that was equal to Jeray's and a cock that was probably as long and thicker than Jeray's said: "Dude, do you recall doing something very similar to almost every one of us in the not too distant past? Payback sucks, doesn't it bro?"Jeray. One by one they were drawn into her web, and it wasn’t long before the rumours began about her sexual tastes not just being limited to the male species. Wild tales of maids employed there experiencing erotic encounters with Lady Nwafor began circulating around the town and while they became embellished along the way, they were far from without foundation.Chinasa Nwafor was a complex woman with a mesmerising charisma and charm, aware of her ability to influence others but not entirely.