Tell him Ian Freeman ishere." O-kay..." The receptionist says, clearly taken aback by my firmattitude as she types into her computer. "...Mr. Milton w...ll see younow, he's in his studio, just through those doors on the left." Thank you," I say, before turning and walking purposefully throughthe marked double doors. I only get a few steps before I see my mentorpoke his head out of a side door."Hey, man," Stuart says, walking up and giving me a supportive pat onthe arm. "How are you doing?" Dunno. Pulling his tongue out of the silken wet pussy, he drew away just far enough to examine his property. And it looked like someone had been squatting and poaching on his land!!!!"What is this?" he demanded angrily. "You are no longer my sweet, little innocent girl!" He was disgusted yet undeniably aroused to see the gaping asshole and the pussy hole that was no longer tightly shut. "I'm sorry, daddy! I had no choice. It was the little men who took me in after the woodcutter abandoned me in the. When we pulled up the our driveway, it began to thunder. Oh god I hate thunder. I said scared to even get out of the car. Are you gonna be okay? Adrian said smiling. *I had always been afraid of thunder since I was a little girl. Every time it would rain, Id either run into my parents or to Adrians room to sleep.* Im 18 for gods sake. Ill be okay! I said trying to prove myself. Okay Erica whatever you say! Adrian laughed not believing me. Once I showered, and got into bed, the thunder and. It reminded her of the pens at the cattle market back home where prospective buyers inspected stock before a sale, and that was exactly what it was; these men were inspecting the women with a view to buying them.Finally the last prospective buyer left and the guards came and released their hand from the suspending points. This allowed her to stand up, albeit with her feet still shackled wide apart. This eased her shoulders and enabled her to stretch some of the aching muscles.The random, and.