He thenput a hot wet towel on the secured man's ass. "I'll be right back boy. Ihope you're comfortable." The Master then went upstairs and finished hi...preparations. He took a stainless steel tray with a digital camera, rederasable marker, cordless electric hair trimmer, disposable safety razor,shaving cream, stainless steel bowl of hot water and a couple of terry towelsdown to the dungeon. Heremoved the cooling towel and carefully drew a heart shaped figure around thebound man's beefy ass with. ”“Do you mean that story is true?” Karen asked wide eyed.“Yes. Your father is a hero and a lot of people owe him their lives. He was even given a medal for it,” Mike said.“Wow, I didn’t realize that,” Karen said.She knew that her father worked for Homeland Security, but she didn’t think that he actually fought terrorists. This was the first that she heard about her father getting a medal.“That’s in the past,” Mike said.Karen looked at Mike and realized that he had just admitted to fighting. I don’t want you having a coronary so soon into my days of cool cruising. Now shut up and let me feel my freedom.’ Cliff decided he was in love with her. He’d known he’d fall for someone eventually, it would have to be female, and probably when he’d least expected it. Nellie couldn’t move her body like that without having a profound feeling of sensuousness and he was confident not only her girlfriends got to enjoy administering to her body. He snorted under his breath, ‘Old maid schoolteacher. Isn't that ... dirty?" Not a bit. If you'd like, I could buy you a few books on the subject." You mean like dirty magazines?"Allison laughed. "Brit, there's a difference between art and pornography. Not that pornography doesn't have its place. Look, next time I'm out shopping I'll stop by the book store and get you some books so you can start reading through them." But what if Dad finds out I have them?" We can solve that problem easily. I'll ask his permission first. All right?"Brit nodded. "I.