The smell was unmistakable: Anne Boleyn’s shoes had just been polished. Maureen stifled a giggle, then frowned. The strange sound!Absently, she lift...d the satin skirt and stared at the perfectly formed, silk-shod legs. What other ministrations did William perform for the statues?She lifted the skirt higher, saw the garters that seemed to cut deeply into the synthetic flesh as they held up the hose. Maureen touched the naked foam-rubber thigh-flesh. It was smooth and soft and slightly moist.It. In one sentence he can have me trembling in fear that I will never be allowed in the comfort of his steel again but hopeful that he might give me a chance. I think he relishes the power he has over me, knowing he keeps me in suspense, frustrated and confused but oh, so overjoyed that he allows me a chance to try. I don’t think I can put eloquently enough into words all that he was and is to me or begin to explain the thousands upon thousands of hours that he spent with me, molding and shaping. " He paused. "Is Amanda still mad at me?" Amanda was Lana's best friend, and relations between Kevin and Amanda had been tense following the breakup."It's fading, but yeah, I think she still is, a bit," said Steve. "But she won't say anything, you know that. She won't want to upset Lana." Upset her?" Kevin's voice was laced with sudden suspicion. "Why would anything upset her?"Steve cursed under his breath, nearly stamping his foot in his irritation. He hadn't meant to say that. "You know what. .at the same time she orgasms. In her fantasy she is kissed deeply by him and thanks him for helping to relieve this pent up and very erotic feeling. She is smiling to herself as this spent and very erotic feeling, and image of him slowly fades. She has wiped her stimulated and wet little pussy and has slipped her blouse and blue gym shorts back on, and is trying to focus on some of the school work she had brought, but her thoughts and stimulated pussy is aching for more attention and.