The sight brought to mind the image of a dog lifting up its leg.The girl’s crotch was splayed open, but most of it was hidden by a dark plastic plat... in the shape of a scoop. It was shaped to wrap around her groin like a loincloth, but more around her ass and taint than the front of her body. The lower end of her vagina and her pubic mound were the only part of her that wasn’t hidden away by either it or the gimp suit, but even then weren’t completely untouched. The girl had a tiny barbell. Its dark and cold outsideYou: i answer the door hello kate come on inKate: "hi Mr. Axel" i walk inYou: how are you doing tonight as i stare at your ass and shut the door.Kate: "i'm well thank you"Kate: "where are you going tonight"You: out with some friends from high school . timmy is up stairs in bed alreadyKate: "oh ok...ill see you later then"You: thank u kate for coming over timmy really likes when u r overKate: "its ok"You: i walk out side to hope into my carKate: after you leave i get. Getting up from the stool, I turn to go towards the lift, crestfallen.“And where do you think you’re going?”Not for the first time my heart skips a beat, as I turn and see Sue, now changed in her normal clothes, a black blouse, tight pair of jeans and flat trainers. She must be a good twenty years younger than me. A married guy in my forties I really should know better!Ordering more drinks, the waiter now gives me a disapproving look, and we wander off to a quiet corner, where Sue sits opposite. Do you understand?” Miss Harket spoke softly and raised her small right hand in the air.She looked over at Melanie Edwards, who was sitting on the sofa, watching her. Lindsay Bronson-Mitchell did not move, her shoulder-length black hair covering her face.“Yes, Miss,” she muttered, concentrating upon looking at the carpeted floor in front of her.The small House Mistress did not reply. She took a deep breath, shuffled around on her chair some more until he was happy and then brought her small.