Taking the witness box she glanced up at Josh in the balcony and he smiled a reassuring smile, as the court usher walked up to her with the Bible and ...he took her oath. Standing there speaking in a clear and strong voice she answered the questions given to her, telling her horrific story of how she applied for the job of Au Pair, meeting up with the man who had arranged to meet her at Heathrow, thinking she was meeting the husband of where she was going to work, only to be taken away and locked. She was surprised at the intricate detail, almost like she was reading a description of something that had happened, although she knew nothing like it ever did. She didn’t even think Chris would have those sorts of thoughts about her.“Mrs. B . . . this is . . .”“Just a story, I know. Chris wouldn’t have the balls to actually do anything about it.” She said scornfully. TT caught why she was feeling so uncomfortable, Mrs. B was pissed, really pissed, but not at her.She thought Mr. B was in. Other games too."Fifi's tail slowed down and began to gently pulsate around his cock, teasing him with soft, insistent tugs. She rubbed her leg against his. A gurgling sound travelled down her tail and Jackson shivered as his cock was flooded with a slithery, licentious liquid. The bulbous jar massaged it into the stretched skin of his erection with lewd pulses."I play them," he continued. "I thought if I completed the game I'd get back to the real world, but it doesn't happen. I keep getting. W. He knows all of this, and I have been leaving him markers within our social exchanges for years. And he keeps coming back twice a week for our sessions - he sees it as a friendship, and I have grown fond of Marcus, but he isn't the first, and he won't be the last subject. Marcus needed the release, and I could see his cock - he wanted me to see his cock - he was having an experience of character, and he didn't know it... But to be selfish at this point, would not only be unfair to Marcus,.