I hope these are okay.”I replied, “These are fine, thanks.” I pulled on the tight fitting pants and was pleasantly surprised at how they felt. I...liked the way that they hugged my ass and cradled my little package. I turned around and jokingly said, “How do they look?” “Haha they look fine on you. You have a feminine figure anyway so they hug your curves,” he said with a little wink and a smile that I took to mean that he was poking fun at me.I laughed and said, “Well they do accentuate my hips. The eventual alignment choices will give the general direction I believe Tala is heading in depending on what choices were made. I set the story up with an idea that's been rattling around for awhile, so please feel free to continue the story from where it has been left off if you've got an idea or two!Life was a funny thing, and it could change in an instant. One moment Tala Norwood was strolling along the northern edge of Faron Woods, just east of the Norwood family residence, and the next. He tied the rope around one knee, around the back of her neck and to the other knee hold her knees up by her ears. This lifted her lower back up pushing her ass up into the air with her butt cheeks spread, putting her little, surprisingly brown, anus in full view. He was torn between putting her face down to tie her hands behind her back or leaving her on her back to watch her face as her pushes into her ass. He chose to put her face down with her hands tied behind her back.He had her face. He wanted to try his hand atrunning a totally new business... one that would parallel his vision,and his interests. Don had been to Hooters before. Of course, being thehose lover he was, he enjoyed his time there. But he always wished thewaitresses would wear high heels.Also, he wondered how it would be to have a restaurant that catered toadults such as himself... One where the waitresses wore even skimpieroutfits than at Hooters, pantyhose, and 6" pumps or platforms(preferably pumps).So, with.