He took careful notes, and spent the rest of the evening consulting with his wife Madeline. Early the next morning he called his secretary at work and...asked her to reschedule his appointments to the next day, as an urgent matter had come up and he would not be in. His next call was to his banker, followed by a call to his stockbroker. By mid-afternoon he had enough confirmations to place a call to Randall Whittaker at his home in Twisp, Washington."Mr. Whittaker, my name is Frank Jacobs. My. She spoke with her mom for a moment and then gestured for me to follow her upstairs, though the gesture was in a way only I could see. I followed her up, watching her ass sway back and forth and actually imagined for a moment reaching up and squeezing a cheek. Then I put my hand to my stinging cheek and thought better of it. Finally we made it to her room and shut the door, locking it behind us. Stacy lived pretty simple and her room was at emo at all. The polka dot bed sheets underneath a. I'm sure it was all very confusing."Kristen, show me how you use the Device with my photo. Peter and Jen, you can stay or go, depending on what you need to do." We'll stay if it's ok Master?"I nodded while watching Kristen put the Device on Dana's head. She was already restrained and gagged so it only took a few seconds to begin.I actually fell asleep on the couch. Kristen woke me up when Dana was about to finish. I called Amy and asked her to come over, she could help interview Dana.The actual. "No, Daddy Don!" She looked up at him imploringly, "I can't let you take off my panties! It...it wouldn't be right!"Don understood her logic. And it was his own goddam idea to tell her not to let anyone take off her panties to prevent further problems. "Mr. Smart Boy!" He thought to himself as he gazed down at Kristin. Her legs had fallen loosely apart now and he could see the vertical division of her pussy lying just beneath the skimpy cotton fabric of her panties. Some of Kristin's pink pussy.