He concluded there was not.The details of how Master Carl would reappear and act were planned out. They needed to grab the attention of men like Maste... Lobo. They wanted to demonstrate Master Carl's nature and his attitude towards the slaves in his care. They wanted to demonstrate a certain distain for Lord Blackmon and his perceived soft attitude. In essence, they wanted Master Carl to look like one of them.The use of the limo service was an easy choice. The name of the fare and destinations. She reached back an unzipped the skirt and after dropping it around her ankles she kicked it to the side. She had on plain black brief panties and she slowly peeled those off as well leaving her in nothing but her knee high boots. She then pointed to the two rings in her labia. Her pussy freshly shaven. She was just like her mother in that she had no problem getting naked and being completely okay with her body being oggled and objectified. I think these two found it very empowering. I. Andrea showed only a slight frown on her face though."Oh. I thought that, um, you and I were going to get together tonight though."We would have, if you weren't... well you, Ken thought. "I know and I'm sorry. But things have gone in a very different direction than I thought they would," and wasn't that an understatement, "so it probably wouldn't be a good idea."She sat still for a second, the blaze of anger growing even higher. She wasn't hurt - she didn't care enough about him for his. It was pretty exciting.“Would you put some of that cream on my belly?” I asked. “I’m beginning to feel the stretching. I’ll never be able to wear a bikini again.”“Have you ever worn a bikini?” she laughed. I shook my head. Oh well. “Then let’s make sure you get the opportunity. Why don’t you take your shower and get comfy? I know you have an open house tomorrow. I can pamper you a little tonight.”I was more than willing to be pampered and the shower felt nice. Really nice. I took a few minutes.