The last rays of the sun turned the water into molten gold.The girl leaned against the elegant pillar of the open window. She was seated on a stone si...l and looked out over the canal. All kinds of little boats and gondolas passed like silent flotsam. The apricot sun licked at the silver threads in her bodice of heavy silk. It painted high sweet curves where the corset pushed up her generous tits. The full, wide skirt spread from her waist in a cascade of silver and green. It opened into a full. He still struggled in his classes, but now it was up to his Danubian classmates, not her, to push him to succeed. Cecilia found herself drawn into study groups of her own and pressured by Danubian women to perform well. Tiffany Walker was a member of one of Cecilia's groups, and put pressure onto her to do well in her studies. Cecilia actually found herself taking directions from Tiffany, because her lack of experience and limited language ability made her dependent on her housemate.During the. She didn't object when I produced the lengths of silken cord to affix her wrists and her ankles to the four corners of the bed. I slipped in a fluffy pillow under her hips to raise her cheeks up at a better angle for impalement and she started to whimper even before I started to give it to her good. I bent down and whispered in her ear,"Take a care, sis, we don't want any visitors to see why you are making funny noises."It was a bit warm and we were both sweating now with me straddling her. Shestarted removing my curlers."This 'do' is pretty low maintenance," she said as she trimmed andprimped. "You won't want to bother with colouring, so I'm just usinga good conditioner. Twice a week you'll need to put curlers in atnight, to keep it bouncy." It's great," I said, "but I don't see how I'm going to look like aman with this." I can fix that for you. We can slick it down with hair oil. I canprovide you with convincing facial hair too - sideburns, moustache,maybe a goatee. I think.