.. Donnie... whathave you done to yourself?"I sat in the chair next to her and huffed and puffed in frustration as Itried to put everything into words... "Ok... look... I didn't doanything... permanent... to myself. I just lost a lot of weight afteryou ran out on me... oh, geez, Nancy, it's a long story. I can't reallysay anything right now. Someone might hear. Can we meet later? Afterbreakfast, maybe? I swear, I'll tell you everything." Then it suddenlyoccurred to me that we were thousands of. Her body’s scent was sublime, with top notes of mandarin and bergamot, a heart of jasmine and vanilla, and a strong base note of woman-in-heat. God I loved that natural scent of hers.We didn’t sleep together until that weekend in Monaco, which puzzled me, as models tend to have a reputation: not for being easy, but rather only being available to men who needed to carry their wallets in a luxury version of the little red wagon. So I was very surprised that she slept with me that weekend. By. "I had some at first. But Pyx showed me how. By the third or fourth try, I could do it." How do they feel in your eyes?" That was the big surprise. I thought they'd be uncomfortable, but I hardly notice them." Good. Good. Just be sure to take them out when you go to sleep at night." Yes, Master," they replied."Take a look at your fellow slave, and tell me what you think of her new look."Vonda replied truthfully. "When I first looked in the mirror, I thought my eyes looked weird. But when I look. I wanted to give this little hot bitch a fucking she could never forget. But, I continued working her hot pussy over adding a finger every few moments until her yearning desire was stretched wide by my four fingers. Letting out a loud yelp her body began to jerk before she squirted uncontrollably covering us both. Liza’s eyes opened with shock, never before experiencing anything as extreme and intense her sexual cry’s became louder. Placing my other hand over her mouth I gained better leverage.