Not exactly what I was going for.”“Jay, truth, okay? Were you going for this when you started?”“This what?”“This ‘get Lena in a hotel ro...m and go nuts with ‘er’. That ‘what’.”“Assuredly not.” I sighed. “This is what I wanted NOT to happen. I thought ‘me and my best friend, doing that history thing’. Period.”“That’s what I thought, too. I hoped you didn’t have an ulterior motive.”“I’m pretty simple, Lena. Really. Motive? You happy. Me happy. Life goes on.”She’d stopped the tears. Actually moved. .. Light clicks on the studio floor. We pan round to see what we’ve got this week and see a slight, pale, small-boobed lady walking in quick, short strides ... She’s not is a hurry, this is just the way she walks – toddling along, almost falling off her high, high-heels.She’s wearing a little pink bra and panty set, although the bra is more of a symbolic gesture as there’s virtually nothing in it. Cute rather than sexy. Even with nothing else in the shot we can tell that she’s small, another. So if I was to transport it how should that be done, exactly?” she purred to him as she her fingers between her legs then fully spread her pussy lips. “I wouldn't want the compound...to be driven on a...bumpy road. Teflon containers...” he says, as his eyes roll around. She nodded her head. “Good. Any other special precautions that are in order?” she asked somewhat firmly while she gently pushed his head with her legs closer to her crotch. The scent would be filling his nostrils by now. “Don't. Her arms were still encased in a white leather armbinder and her legs were held apart by a spreader bar. The leash to Stephanie's white collar was lashed tightly to her spreader bar as were the light chains to Stephanie's nipple clamps, forcing her to bend forward precariously. Jeff didn't mind that his stepsister teetered there in the bathroom like that, just like he didn't mind that she didn't cum this time round. A little discomfort never hurt a future slave.He went back into the bedroom and.