It was the day after the phone call. Charles had not slept much and neither had Connie."Have you brought all your files with you?" Connie asked as she...sat down across from the man."Yes Mistress," replied the man."And you've destroyed all other files?" Charles inquired firmly."As you commanded, Master," confirmed the man."Have you been contacted by any other Masters or Mistresses?" Charles demanded to know."No Master," answered the man, "you're the first." And you're the only one at your. She had hidden her scarred legs her entire life, but after seeing his scars her fears evaporated. He looked at her like she was beautiful, even though he probably didn't intend to. And for the first time in her life she had started to believe it."Okay," Jason said as he allowed her to sink so she could stand in the waist deep pool. "You seem to have the form down now. Let's see how you do on your own." He took her hand to lead her to the edge of the pool."Wanna race?" she asked with a. With the top down, the truck driver has a clear view into my car. See where I’m going with this? When I pull up next to him, he naturally glances down. Of course, he can see everything - my pink chest, my sun-warmed thighs, the small patch of hair showing at the junction of my legs, and my hand cupping and pressing and sliding over my slick cunt. Here comes the double take - it never fails to happen - they don’t quite get what they’re seeing. But they always look back. Always. He licks his. I should really examine her. Kindly leave this treatment room until I call you back in."Washington gave Melanie a wink and left together with the girl's mother while the physician, Dr Maynard, bent over Marja."So, Marja, is it? How do you feel? Still sick?"Marja tried to shrug, but checked herself. "It's better now. I was kinda afraid that my Mom would take me back home. But then the detective came and I told her about things, and now she's protecting me."Dr Maynard checked her blood pressure,.