One fine day while chatting. I asked her out for a coffee. And she agreed (could not believe my damn luck!!!)I thanked her and waited eagerly for the ...eekend to arrive. I dressed up in a casual shirt and blue jeans. Finally, we met at the coffee shop. She was looking gorgeous in a red-colored loose top black skirt. We ordered coffee and had lots and lots of talks and ideas – sharing. I kept admiring her eyes and she was all blushing !!!We had a couple of coffee encounters again and one dinner.. Another cigarette later, she knew one sure way to get that attitude adjustment.Making sure the parking area was clear, she leaned the seat back, raising her apron and unzipping her black dress pants, she touched the soft place between her legs. Keeping a watch through the extra dark tint windows of the truck, she imagined her boss, a punk kid with a power trip walking up to her window and finding her fucking herself. The thought amused her for a few minutes until she began to feel the benefits. Customer enquiries: seven recorded.Training specialties: Full toilet slave, tongue slave, pain pig (pain threshold- low/medium). Body tattoos/ Modifications: Forehead tattoo (slave number), Tongue stretched – 5cm, 10 metal studs inserted. Medical reports: Last updated 7/1/2013.Each entry was clickable and gave access to large amount of information ranging from blood type to written training comments and progress with access to the trainer’s dairies; there were also thousands of gigabytes of. I would masturbate to any thought that I had or could stimulate my growing dirty, dirty mind.Me and my brother were out of school for the summer and we went with mom and dad on one of our standard road trips in our camper. This particular night we had stopped at my oldest sister’s place in suburbia. She was pregnant (I wonder how that happened…in detail ), and being the first born she had always been special to my parents. We spent the day by their new house and my brother and I found some.