Then Ian leaned over to Karl, the fellow I was with, and me, and smirked as he told us that he had found the perfect sex slave living across the hall ...rom him."He went on to tell us that she had an unusual compulsion to take orders from any man she met, and that we should take the opportunity sometime to sample her many talents. He even bragged about having just had her give him a blowjob and fuck him a few minutes earlier, and now he was going to have her give his son a lesson in sex. I needed to do something bold to make sure I could get the day off. Time was running out to decide. I reached in my closet and pulled out a blouse and a short skirt. What if I just wore the blouse sans a bra? William had never seen my breasts bounce in the office without a bra. I pulled on the blouse and immediately bent off to look in the mirror. I could see 90% of my breasts but not my nipples. The image even aroused me. I let my hand slide between my legs and rapidly started stroking my. From there, he called the county sheriff’s department and we waited for them to arrive. The man’s name was Tom Harper, and he was the owner of eighty acres of walnut trees in Rio Oso.He had been heading for Yuba City to pick up a new chain for his chain saw. He needed to cut up some dead trees and prepare them for sale. Apparently, gun manufacturers would bid on the wood for stock and grip material. I thanked Mr. Harper profusely for stopping to help me, but didn’t go into detail about what had. “So much for sightseeing,” she sighed.“Bella... ?”Bella laughed and patted his knee. “I know, I know.” After considerable discussion during the summer and early fall, it was decided to forestall London sightseeing until week two of the vacation, when Henry had acclimatised to British driving standards. Finding himself behind the wheel this morning, only reinforced that idea.“We won’t drive straight through, I promise. There’s plenty to see on the way, Bella. Give me an hour, and I should be.