’ ‘It just sounds like that to me,’ he said, noticing that her nails were clean and that she must have hated the thought of what she felt she ha... no choice in having to do, but she’d prepared herself as best she could regardless and it said something about her nature to him. ‘I’ve always been a sucker for girls from the south, I just can’t help it, not that it’s ever gotten me anywhere, and you likely won’t believe me, but I’m telling you, I could just sit and listen to a sweet Georgia accent. "Dainty," Andrea said.Brad picked up his fork and knife, and cut a tiny piece off the chicken. Just as he lifted his fork to his lips, he realized Andrea was slidingher foot up his nylon-covered leg. She stared into his eyes andwhispered, "Such a pretty girl." Anything to please you, Andrea." The words seemed to utter themselves. Brad sat with the fork, just an inch away from his mouth. His cock waspulsing. Andrea's bare toes felt so good, wiggling between his ankles,sliding up his. Apart from the odd raised eyebrow and a mental note to examine 15?s file morethoroughly, the announcement provoked little response. Once the meeting hadended Greta asked Nurse Anna to come to her office. Anna was to assist Greta inthe training. Anna arrived promptly and Greta askedher to study15?s notes. ?Unless you have any othersuggestions, Anna, I intend to begin his training with a session with my whipand boots,? said Greta. ?The boy is obviously a confirmed fetishist and I seeno reason. “Come and feel me again, lick me anywhere you like!” she said, so I lay her down on my bed and went for her breasts first, teasing the nipples with my tongue, cupping each breast and fondling gently. Then I licked her tummy-button and she shivered slightly. Slowly I continued down towards her hairy triangle, slowly slowly advancing towards that most enticing area, her aroma heady in my nostrils and she began breathing hard again, her legs spreading and her hips rising as I approached her.