”Connie almost fainted. There was no way ... no way that he could possibly know that. None!Yet from the look in his eyes, it was clear he did.“Put...her back in the van, someone grab a bike and some clothes for her, then get her out of my sight,” said Ken.“I’ll take care of it,” said Eric. He looked over at Gary who nodded.“Hey Ken,” said Bill, “Um ... I really need to get into that safe.”“Do what you have to,” he said. “I need to have a talk with Jeremy here. He needs to understand his contract. ”Deborah nodded. “Yes.”“And the idea that I consort with a movie star boggles your mind?”“Yes.”“And the idea that I have six wives also bothers you?”“Bother isn’t the right word. Go back to ‘boggle’.” She flashed him a grin.Dave smirked, “And are you afraid that I might do something sexual in the office?”Deborah stiffened.Dave couldn’t help himself; he laughed. “I promise I won’t attack you – ever, in any way in any place and at any time. By your standards, I may live a loose life, but it is MY. Keiko noted that my new clothes were a bit tight. She suggested that I go on a more severe diet. I wondered how much more severe a diet could be and then I got my answer: for the next week I would eat nothing except Mistress's produce. I would be restricted to the dorm for the next week and the other girls in the dorm would help keep me from eating. If I wanted to drink something, it would come from Keiko's bladder. If I wanted something to eat it would come from Keiko's ass. I resisted. Rosie knew just how to press a man's buttons, and moving closer to her uncle pulled her white panties tighter into her puffy pussy lips. She seductively ran a finger up and down the camel-toe, pushing against the thin material.“Oh God, Rosie, I want you, I want to fuck your beautiful cunt,” George whispered as he watched her slim finger slide over the thin cotton covering of her cunt. He could see a trace of moisture staining the crutch as her fingers started to excite her sex slit.“You will,.