"No," I chuckled at her enthusiasm. "I want him flat-chested. Fifteen-year-old girls would have some development by now, but like I said, Idon't want ...im to look totally like a girl. Besides, he's alreadywearing a pair of pink satin panties that don't fit me anymore. Youshould have heard him holler when I made him put them on before cominghere!" We both laughed.Judy went off to get the item she had in mind for Chris while I rummagedthrough a few more of the racks, looking for other things for. Abby nodded and bit her lip. She shifted self-consciously from foot to foot, hands loosely held in front of her. Damian smiled wickedly and walked to the work bench. He returned with a large canvas bag. ‘Tools of the trade.’ He retrieved a length of rope from a bag and dropped it on the floor. He stepped behind Abby and gathered her wrists behind her back and set about tying them together. Abby’s knees almost buckled. Her breath came in gasps. Idiot, she said to herself. Idiot. It became a. Instictively he wrapped one hand around her leather clad ass, the other moving towards her breast as he leaned in to kiss her. He could feel her breath on his lips as he brushed against hers, then running his tongue along her neck as they began to grind against each other, teasing her neck with his teeth as he groped her ass. She bit his lip gently; feeling his cock begin to throb she ran her hand between his legs, gently squeezing, then rubbing her hand against him as they pushed their tongues. But maybe I could get some if things go well tonight." I will try to send you as much business as I can. You are lucky... there aren't many girls working right now."Then she closed the door to my cubicle and I was alone. A minute later I felt her fastening the velcro straps around my thighs. At first, I felt a twinge of panic, being strapped down with my ass and pussy exposed and open. But I calmed myself knowing that I had the panic button I could press if I needed to.I picked up the squeeze.