And her eyes. As black as her hair, and with just a slight slant up to the sides.Maybe Nick was right, maybe she was Japanese. Mel suddenly kicked him...elf for knowing the family all these years and never asking. He hesitated bringing it up, knowing people could be real sensitive about their ancestry, but now he was curious. “Tracy, where are your folks from? Are you Japanese or what?” Not the most polite way of putting it but Tracy just shrugged, pulling an edge of the blanket over her chest. I'm not sure if we said anything,we all just stared at her while she was taking off her pants. Then Mark one of our other co-workers said,I'll help you get your jeans off and Suzie said Please can you give me a hand. By this time she was on the ground with her hands and Mark's hands all over her and she continued to whine they weren't coming off quick enough,then she just went,all over her jeans and Mark's hands and it was like a fountain going everywhere,I couldn't stop laughing and either. .....my pretty bitch. This night you will meet yourqueen and you will never forget it."I followed her to her bedroom as she drug me behind her with the shortleash."I want you naked except your stockings and heels.....NOW BITCH !"I stripped as quickly as i could of course thinking of sex but it wouldbe her way as i found out;"Get on the bed on your back and spread out and don't move."I watched as she tied me down spread eagle tying me as tight as herstrength would allow. Then she sat on the bed. "Don't lock it. I like the risk of getting caught," she stated. "C'mon," she seductively sang as she disappeared in the handicapped stall.I followed her in and locked the stall door. "Finishing what you started," she purred as she shoved her small hand in my sweat pants.She stroked the exterior of my pussy for several moments before inserting one then two fingers in my moist walls. I leaned against the stall's wall for support as we kissed passionately. She grabbed the back of my head and.