Gregg had a vacant look, he was at a loss, he did not think they woulddo it. He wondered if he should have just kept his opinions to himselfor change... it, now he would have a pair of 36-D breast forms appliedwith adhesive tomorrow.The rest of the night Gregg was very aware of what he said, and he didnot make things worse. He did have more to drink and thought it wouldbe better to crash on the sofa, then to crash his car or get pulledover for DUI.Gregg should have had no trouble passing out,. ComOnce back to my slave and flushed the toilet, ignoring her warm tears of shame, I kept pressed a button so a squirt of water gave Wisha’s intimates a first rinse.A shower has the capability to ease the stress, even for a brand new slave. Wisha was aware that I was managing for a shower, and I knew that the deep desire for a shower and the disgust to be washed by a stranger were fighting inside her mind.Anyway she had no option at all but getting whatever her Master had in store for her.After. ’ ‘What will you do in America?’ Vic said looking for a rich wife and Hattie said well that eliminated her because she wasn’t rich. ‘You’d be too much of a handful for me,’ he grinned only to be caught again looking at her breasts. ‘You are rude,’ she giggled. ‘You wanted me to catch you looking at them.’ His stupid grin gave him away. That byplay softened her and she said, ‘Keep this up and perhaps I’ll like you. How did you win that fabulous prize?’ ‘I won first prize at a poker tournament. I could not tell him to stop but neither could I tell him to advance - I was being exposed, for the first time in my life, to thoughts and feelings I had never experienced before - and I needed them like a flower needs sun, even when my mind screamed the obvious warnings.I was at that precipice, at the edge of something new and exciting and wanted to jump into the amazing potential it offered, yet life's somber lessons held me back.Simon came to my bed late one night and I watched him enter -.