"Taking the items, Mike headed for the stairs. "Really," he said. "Don't you think she needs a friend?" Uh, huh," agreed the Devil. "A shoulder to ...ry on. Or something. Just be careful, Mike. She's not little innocent Angela from the seventh grade, you know. She's been living on the streets doing who knows what for the last four years." Poor baby. Now she gets thrown out by whoever took her in. Naked." He sighed. The memory of those flashing thighs did not exactly inspire pity but he. ? She attends a private coed school and was thestar tennis player of her school.? Thefantasy of many guys at her school, known for her Asian features, she oftenwore a skirt a little too short, to tease them as she did today.? But today was a different day for twofriends, as they watched her in secret while she practiced in the gym. Two guys watched as she gracefully practiced her returnswing.? They had imagined this moment andplanned it for weeks, knowing that there was no one else at the. If one approached the house by the long winding driveway, nothing out of the ordinary was apparent at first, but upon? knocking on the heavy oaken doors at the front of the main house, a visitor would immediately be struck by the nature of the Baron'd iron-handed control of his manse.As the door is opened to admit the visitor ( assuming one has legitimate reason to call on the reclusive estate-holder), he or she are met by a tall brunette woman, dressed? in modified butler's garb. But the. Gone was the sheer exhaustion that had bathed my body as I had walked in the door. Now I was primed and ready for action. I so terribly wanted to run my hands over these two bodies and explore their breasts, nipples, stomachs, asses, pussies, the whole nine yards. But I was hand cuffed.This desperation must have been oozing out of my pores because no sooner had the thought left my mind, the tape was ripped off my mouth, the material in my mouth was pulled out, and a nipple was thrust in my.