" Okay, so what color is he?" she asked."How can you be a serious journalist and not know what brindle looks like?" I asked."I don't do the shelter st...ries. I'm a serious journalist. I cover crime and politics and stuff." Wendy said with a smile. "What do you do with him when you want to go on a date?" she asked."Since I got him a month ago, I haven't been on a date. Liam came down, but we just went to the pub and stayed in mostly," I explained."I should be jealous, and I am." Wendy said."Now. Je me rhabille et elle vient alors avec un corset denuque m?dical et, en me le passant, me dit, cela t'aidera ? avoir unetenue droite, alti?re. J'en ai command? de plus ?l?gant sur internet,ils doivent arriver tr?s bient?t. Cela fait, elle me replace mesmenottes aux poignets et en profite, pour m'en placer aux chevilles etla cha?ne qui les relient n'exc?de pas 20 cm.Elle termine en pla?ant un ba?llon boule blanc et la boule de celui-ciest la plus imposante que j'ai eu ? porter jusqu'?. She looked at me calmly, caringly. My body was still vibrating with the aftershocks of my rage as she raised her other hand to briefly touch my cheek."Breathe," she murmured softly. I drew in a rattling breath, my windpipe not committed to the idea, but they got easier, one after the other, until in a few minutes I didn't have to consciously will my body to sustain itself. When I finally became calm enough to be coherent, Dr. Payton began again."Mark," Dr. Payton said softly, "we've talked. “Looks ok then?”“Um. Yes. Looks nice on you.”She laughed the confident laugh of a girl who knows she has a guy lusting for her. She walked past me slowly and I caught a whiff of her perfume. Without thinking I reached out and grabbed her and pulled her into my lap. She gasped in shock and tried to pull away. Her ass wriggled against my hardening cock.“Mr. Stevens! This is inappropriate!” she said as she tried to pull away. I untied the string around her neck and exposed her perfect teen tits..