.. female assistant to Sissy, twenty-two and unknown rivalCurt ... lead male character, thirty-four, business executive in same company as SissyDamn, ...hristmas, again. Bah, humbug!I remember three years ago at this time. Actually, it was the weekend before Christmas. Kamp and I were in bed in our apartment. His cock was buried to his balls in my pussy and he had just dumped a load of cum into me."Sissy." What?" I managed to mumble out in my post-coital haze."I have something for you." I thought. " Then she said, "Before I start this one, I am going to remove these."Joan felt Sara's fingers on the nipple clamps and then they both came free. Her nipple burned intensely from the rush of blood back into them.Sara explained, "I thought you might want to have something to take your mind off the tingle while they get back to normal." Then she announced the first swat. After the second swat, Joan was wishing that Sara had left the nipple weights in place. Without the distraction of the. It was a charcoal gray polyester pantsuit featuring all overlace details with a crewneck and three-quarter flared sleeves. Once itwas on the ever-present feelings of wrongness faded as he fastened thebelt.Ellen handed Heather a pair of white patent leather 3-inch Paco Gil needleheels. Heather gave Ellen a cynical look. Her reply was, "Try them on Ibelieve they will fit perfectly." I'm sure they will. I am also sure they will torture my feet. Myquestion is why do I have to wear heels? It's. She bought it and I got another case of 30-30 ammunition.We went to the pawnshop and looked at the Marlin. "How do you like this one?" I asked Sammy."I like it, the sights are like Andie's." She bought it.We ate lunch at the restaurant where Andie and I met. I said, "I really need a haircut."Sammy said, "I am better than anyone in town. I will cut your hair this afternoon."We got home and unloaded everything. Sammy got out some scissors and gave me a very good haircut. Needless to say, it was.