Now Seven on the other hand has self discipline to spare and hopefully has enough to keep Tom under control and put his cunning mind to efficient work..."B'Elanna snorted. "She could sell cool effrontery to Tuvok."The Captain nodded. "They make a good team, though, B'Elanna. Tom is one of the few people Seven respects, and vice versa. They make a good team, whether you like it or not."Tom came over and kissed his lover farewell. Seven looked on with an odd expression on her face, B'Elanna. Her pretty pucker hole was staring up at him with infinite temptation but he reasoned it was a mite early on to be shoving his business up there without some preparatory ground work.Rachel was resting now with her legs splayed out and face down buried in one of the pretty soft pillows that must have been made by some forgotten female. He figured this was as good a time as any to start her down the pucker hole stretching trail and told her that he had an urge to kiss her behind just because it. "Good. Now, open your mouth for me." Sam said gently, not wanting to push too hard and make Cat stop.Doing as she was told Cat opened her mouth for Sam, watching as the blonde puts her cock in the redhead's mouth, stopping when only an inch of its seven were in her mouth."Slowly close your lips, keeping your teeth from biting my cock head, letting them barely scrap* me as you fuck my cock with your mouth." She said, using words she doesn't think Cat would understand, but was pleasantly. The clientele is exactly what I hoped, young, hot women with oversized breasts, fake tans et cetera et cetera. I asked to speak to the owner and explained the situation.The owner (a slightly more refined and slightly older version of clientele) reassured me she knew exactly what I wanted. Nothing was to be functional, everything to shout out to the world "I am a bimbo". She showed me through to the hair laser removal studio and explain the process. She asked "Will your bimbo having a tattoo.