She was wearing a pair of shorts, sandals and a tank top that only covered her chest, leaving her belly bare. I *love* bellies. ‘Hi Jennifer! I hope...you haven’t been waiting long.’ ‘No, not long. I needed the time to pull myself together a little, anyway.’ ‘Great, let’s go in. I can’t wait to get started.’ Neither can I, I thought, following her through the door. She turned on the lights and then adjusted a thermostat she said controlled the heat in the studio. ‘It’ll take about half an hour. The whole of the old city is shot through with ‘em, put ‘ere by the folks who first built th’ city. They pop up in all kinds of odd places, and a big fancy buildin’ like yonder manor probably ‘as a hidden entrance in th’ basement. We skip the guards, jus’ ‘ave to worry about the servants and folks on the inside.”I thought about her proposed plan. It sounded like a good way to get around the guarded entrance and keep the city watch out of it, except... “We’re going to have to lure the guards. They flood me with so many emotions and Hate seems to be the most prominent. I detest him for putting me in a position where I cannot tell him that I love him and for giving me no choice but to spend my days watching him live his life with someone else. Jealousy is yet another emotion that is most apparent, and it’s rather annoying, to say the very least. I despise the fact that this wretched woman has my heart's desire by her side. The disgusting thoughts of their love that my envy brings to. Rachel was on tip toes, eight inch heeled boots the black rubber up to her thighs. The boots were so tight they seemed to mould to her perfect calves; her ankles visible in the tight material her thighs gripped firmly by the boot tops. She had no skirt instead her full white ass and hips were bare followed again at her tummy with another rubber garment, a corset so tight her waist looked like a cartoon Jessica rabbit character with the massive encased bosom included. Her tits were encased in.