Fiona pressed Tracy to tell her story but the young woman said it would keep. They had plenty of time for story telling, Tracy said. She had been sent...nced to seven days community service three months earlier and still had a week to serve. The "community service" sentence system was just a sick joke of the Black Bear Mountain Inc hierarchy, she said."In fact there's them and us—masters and slaves. They call us 'U-ems'—some damned joke of Thiler's, I heard."Tracy was particularly interested to. My eyes never moved as I spoke."Well I suppose you could be a little careful about bending over like that, cause I certainly can see a lot of your, ah, you know, cleavage." Cleavage. I'm guessing you can see more than cleavage. Anyway, I've always thought that's a funny word. I wonder where "cleavage" ends and tits begin? I wonder why people use euphemisms like that. I call them tits. Don't you? I'm sure you mean tits. Is there some reason you don't like that word?" As I kept my gaze confined. He told her how to do proper health maintenance to it and that it would heal in a month or so, depending on how she healed up. Then he made an appointment for her to come in for her nipple piercings. We went home with a piece of cling wrap on it, to keep the dirt out of it and she showered everything clean later than evening. She went around the house topless and when we did go out, she was always braless. Everybody loved the tattoo and she loved showing it off and as she worked from home, she. Ab tak mai uski chaddi bhi utar chukka tha, uski chut itni gori aur pyari hai, aamtor par Indian girls ki chut gori nai hoti. Mujhe uski choti si chut ke bicho bich chota sa hissa ubhra hua dikhai diya aur jab uspar jibh firai to wo pagal ho gai aur jor jor se aaahhhh uuuuuhhhh mmmmmm ki awaje karne lagi, mera lund chuste hue bhi wo bhut chap chap ki awaj kar rahi thi, mujhe pata nai kya sujha ke mai 69 position me hi uske upar agaya aur uske muh ko buri tarah chodne laga, mera lund uske gale.