She started looking in every room and just checking out the place like she owned it. When she finished she came back to where Tammy was standing and ...old her to strip. Tammy could not believe what she heard and asked, ?What?? ?You heard me slave, I said strip. You are not allowed to wear clothes when at home, unless I tell you to. Do you understand?? Tammy answered with a, ?Yes Maam,? but could not believe it. She just stood there shocked until Christina brought her back to reality. "I mean facial hair!" Deana said. "How's that gonna help? Oh: Hey, March, when was the last time you shaved?" "Why are you..." "See? He doesn't shave much." "I do, too! I, uh... shaved last week!" "Ain't it about time you shaved again, then?" Dinah asked. He rubbed his cheek. "Well, it is about time..." "He's hopeless!" Dinah cried in frustration. "What about the hair on your chest?" Deana asked. "Now, who's getting tacky?" Dinah told her. "I know, March! Why not do your muscle exercises?!" "My. The tests took place in my room whenever possible, so I had a people passing in and out very frequently. If the equipment was too bulky for my fairly small isolation room, the tests were done in my anteroom. As one example, a simple treadmill/ECG/breathing mask setup. The sort of thing any serious sports facility could have, but which was presumably obtained especially to test my physiology when running.Only very rarely was I taken out of my Isolation Suite, and that was only when the equipment. " I came in no time and screamed her name as I eagerly eat my cum off her hand. Suzanne said, "I like you calling my name.Time flys by and I am now wearing panties 24/7. Getting phone calls at work, telling me to go into the bathroom right now. Go into a stall and let her hear me jerkoff, cum and eat it. this was like 6 times a day ritual. Then it came down to, "I don't want to talk to you, your going to have to send me cell pics." of my clit in my panties and me licking my cum off my hand. I.