A delightful full jiggle of bosom accompanied by a couple of leg flashes happened. “You suggested a standing pose Monica when we first talked? Still...game for that?” “I’ve been thinking about that Derek and whether it might be tiring ... for me you know. Any suggestions? You’re the expert.” “This where you’ll be whatever,” I indicated, where a patch of muted sunlight splashed the floor, where the sun would rotate and enter through the double aspect windows and also where I aimed the very same. Her Master then ordered Cindi to piss in Anne’s open mouth. Cindi hadn’t urinated all morning but she didn’t want to piss in Anne’s mouth thinking Anne had not really learned to love piss. No one can love that she thought. Cindi then said that she didn’t have to go so couldn’t help, which brought a smile to Anne’s face. Cindi’s boss was having nothing of this so went away and came back with a very long whip which with out warning he used on Cindi’s hanging body and as it turned out on Anne’s as. Little Leslie probably wasn't old enough to understand what the sight of a girl's underwear could do to a man. He could hardly believe that he was sitting here looking at something that until recently had been in close contact with the most intimate parts of her body.It also meant that under the robe, she was completely naked. It would take only a slight loosening of the bow, and then the whole thing would come undone. The only thing standing between him and the sight he had for years longed to. He decided to keep off the grid for a time. Taking up a name that he had not used for a long time he began using to disguise himself for none of his enemies knew him by it. Distant memories from the past flooded back providing this name, and he knew it was his. Taking on the name of Anthony Burrows he set himself up as a grocer at the local supermarket just to blend in. He got a steady paycheck which he really didn't need. He saved enough over the years to have a solid financial base to work.