This man looked American, or perhaps English, and this troubled her greatly, for Carpenter’s past was never too far behind. His enemies were tenacio...s, relentless, and sure of the final outcome of their back game. In her gut, she knew who this man was, and why he was here. And then she had watched as two dark, thickset men in a menacing powerboat rumbled into the tiny harbor and made fast to the fuel docks. Their boat was painted dark gray and sprouted too many antennae to be a simple pleasure. Turned out to be a mail shot from the site operators telling me all about how the changes they'd recently made to the forums of the site had made a huge impact on the number of posts being placed so I decided to go take a look at what all the fuss was about.I read through some of the general posts from people asking for advice and then came across a post from a girl I've chatted to before in the chat room about a Bukkake party she was having and asking if there were any other girls that fancied. As the anesthesiologist started to work, the doctor who would be doingthe surgery arrived. He looked at my chart. "Toby, huh? You don't looklike a Toby. This might be your last chance to easily pick a new name.Any ideas?" he asked. I replied with the name Becky and I had come upwith for myself. "Blossom" The doctor nodded, smiled, and made a note onthe chart. He then placed some sort of metal cap with electrodes on myhead, and asked me to say my best Cow Moo. I complied. He then had meread a. Rogan" she responded."Good, now here is what we are going to do" And I went on to give her, her new programming. When I finished, it had been about 20 minutes, she had yet to take her eyes off my slit, hairless and pink it seemed to almost stare back it her, but I had never told her to stare at it, that was all on her own."Do you like the look of my pussy?" Yes Ms. Rogan, very much." Would you like to lick it?" Very much Ms." she said. Her eyes were glassy, and her voice breathless."Very good.