"Ok, Mrs it is. First of all, welcome to J.L. & Cohen. I trust you were able to find our location ok?" Oh it was a breeze. Only problem I had was find...ng a place to park my car. I really have my eye on one day getting a reserve parking stop."Again that stupid smile. Like hell I'd give her a reserved spot. For 15 years I struggled to park my car until the company finally gave me a spot. The only place she'll have reserved is all the way in the back next to the garbage dumpster."Yes, well parking. She had another idea she had never imagined entertaining, especially now in front of Kate. "Listen Kate, I'm going to try something, if he calms down you need to slowly move toward the house and then get in as fast as you can. Do you understand?" Kate was breathing heavily, terrified, sickened, and scared. It took every ounce of her being to nod. Jess bent over again near his legs where his cock was hanging and reached out to grab it slowly. He took a few steps around because the feeling was. She saw Xena gulp. “To... to be t-trained...” answered Xena.“To be trained at WHAT, slave? Don’t try my patience.” “To... to be trained... at... a-at... c-cock-sucking,” quavered Xena. She could scarcely believe she was saying such a thing. “That is correct. And when I have finished with you, you will be very good indeed at it. You will be much demanded.” Xena’s features twitched at this hideous statement. The whole thing was completely abhorrent to her. Sick-makingly revolting. But how could. While Clare sorted her laundry, he couldn’t resist spying on her. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her nipples protruded, pointedly visible under her shirt.She caught him staring and looked down at her breasts. “Sorry,” she said, looking somewhat mischievous and not at all self-conscious.“No,” he said. “I shouldn’t stare. But I…I like it.”Clare’s eyes brightened. “Really?” She watched Harold, who was reading a book, and then she stepped up to him. “What if I like that you like it?”Without breaking.