Cool, Im good for a little bit though, Big Joe stated, grabbing a beer from a nearby cooler. Give me about thirty minutes or something, then Ill tear ...hat bitch a new asshole. The massive biker already decided he was going to destroy Mirandas anus. There was just something about the tiny blonde that made him want to hurt her so badly. Perhaps it was because of how unbelievably difficult shed been from the very first day the Outlaws had gotten her. Shed cursed at the bikers nonstop, called them. She had him put on one of her dresses oneday and when his mother came to get him she told his mother he could have thedress. Then she gave his mother another one that she told her he could wearthe next day. The next day he hurried to her house because his mother made himwear the dress and he didn't want anyone else to see him. He got mad at herand told her he was never coming to play with her again. As he left she yelledshe would get even with him no matter how long it took. He figured she had. I finally decided if I couldn't find the job I wanted, I would create it formyself! I opened my own portrait studio, and slowly, steadily, built up aclientele. I started out in general portraiture, but by the late 70s, foundmyself specializing in glamour work.By this point, I had met Neil, we had married, and we had started our family.I was happier than I felt I had a right to expect. I thought I had anobligation to share my good fortune with others...but how?Then one day, the opportunity. "Remove your blouse please." I saw that her fingers were trembling violently and it took considerable effort to undo each button. All too soon, the pearl-coloured blouse joined the skirt about her white high heeled shoes.The white brassier was a large and cumbersome affair - but it had enough lace and sheer fabric to see the darkness of her wide aureole. Her nipples, of course, were rock hard, and aggressively pushing against the fabric."Now the bra." Since I accepted this task, I had looked.