”Cara shrugged, “Maybe you tried to hard.”I nodded, “Maybe. She sure wouldn’t pose nude for me on the first day.”Cara sipped her tea and s...ook her head, “You’re trying to hard.”I grinned and shrugged, “I’m a horny teenage, we all try hard.”Cara laughed and finally stood up. “Where do you want me to pose?”I smiled and finished setting the dirty dishes in the sink, “By the big picture window in the living room.”Cara grinned, “Not on my bed?”I grinned as I picked up my drawing pad and pencils,. Try as she might, she can’t lift it off her. She burbles in frustration and rising panic, hoping that her boyfriend heard the splash…Luckily for Emma, her boyfriend did hear the almighty splash and he dashes to the pool to see her trapped on the bottom. He dives in to assist and he lifts her bike up but it doesn’t move enough to free her. “What the hell?” he thinks, as he tries again with no success. Emma’s losing her air in a steady stream of bubbles now, as she’s panicking. He reaches under. They’re soaked and I need to wipe off.”“Um, sure,” I said, winking at Radix and hoping he understood I wouldn’t be coming back out and he best get her on the road and away from my house and calm her down. “I’ll be right back.”I used the key I had taken off of her to get in the house and I looked out of the peephole just in time to see Radix drive off like he had robbed a liquor store. I took a deep breath and I turned around. Aya was asleep on the sofa and the TV was still on. I couldn’t. ? The leather is an oldone, rope is one that I have discovered thanks to my Master." So I tell Masterabout my desire for leather clad bikers (which he already knows) and how Iwould like to dress him in a front zip all in one leather biking suit, with himnaked beneath it; he asks me about whether I wear my leathers with nothingunderneath; I confess that I don't; he tells me that I should; I tell him thatnext time I go out on a bike I will and that no one will know except Master andCum Girl.?.