And these guys who hired me," she added, pointing to the name of the modeling company on the booth she was at, "probably bought the cheapest space on ...he floor they could." I dont believe it," I gasped, realizing that Leanna was pretty upset about where she had been placed. "I mean, I came to this convention solely to see you! And youve got tons of fans on the Internet!" Really?" she asked. She sounded surprised and a little interested."Oh yeah," I replied. "Theres tons of us on newsgroups and. "It's there, Sir." I pulled out a penny and tossed it to him with my thanks. I went to where he pointed, expecting Meri to follow.There was a horse in front of the inn tied to a long rail next to the sign; my guess was it was what they call a hitching post. The sign had a faded brown mug on it, so I figured that this was the right place. I dismounted, looped the reins over the rail, and entered the inn. It looked to be pretty busy; there were about twenty tables set in rows, and most of them. Suddenly it seemed as if his whole hand was in her mouth, up over his knuckle, and the tips of his fingers pressing against the back of her throat. But she did not stop, rather kept sucking and sucking on them. Her clit was on fire, ready to explode it felt like. The fingers so filling her mouth as she sucked on them seemed so right. She twisted as the passion came over her. She felt the silk knots on her wrists and ankles start to tighten and hold her spread apart more. All Donald did,. Many an hour theyspent seated in front of his wife's vanity, while she taught her new"daughter" how to apply makeup. She got lessons in flashing cleavage andletting the top of her thong peak out from atop her ultra low-risejeans. She sat clutching a teddy bear at the earring place in the mallwhile her ears were pierced and her wife held her hand. Bikini shoppingwasn't so bad, except when she came home her wife made her model thethree suits she bought -- each one skimpier than the last -- for.