Dylan looked up into the clearing sky, laughed and lightly touched his thigh, ‘You know before they removed the metal rod from my leg, I would have ...asily predicted this brief storm. But my career as an accurate weatherman lasted just over a year.’ Her face contorted with laughter. ‘Aww! Short and sweet just like you.’ Dylan snickered and wiped the dark streaks off her cheeks. She took his hand, and lovingly kissed it. She thought for a moment and then calmly asked, ‘D, before we were. You are truly a slut in the making. I walk over to you and give you another slap across your face for not obeying quicker. I then put a pair of handcuffs on you from behind. I walk around in front of you and start to feel and squeeze your tits. The very feel of the soft firmness of your breasts almost makes me cum right then and there. I take one in each hand, now grabbing on them hard, making you whimper in pain. You try to pull away and I slap you again, telling you not to move. You look up. The stew of climatic pressure was building fast. A thought hit me hard and I suddenly sat up. I looked over my shoulder, exhaled loudly, and asked, “What did you want to do with that cucumber?” Hillary stood up straight. Her eyes bounced from the long, thick cucumber back to my face. I twisted and pulled the carrot from deep within my ass, groaning as the thick, rough end of it passed my aching entrance, and set it on the counter-top. I climbed from the bar stools and stood in front of. See there's a do on this weekend. Bunch of Music nobs gettingtogether for a big charity thing. All glitz and tits and probably a fairbit of blow. I have a mate. Lovely bloke that really doesn't fancy women,but he's not quite gay either. He's a gentleman...." Oh, no fuckin way. I am not some dial a tranny to cover some blokesimage..." Now don't be like that. This is not a pay for anything deal. I wouldn'tdo that to you, you have my word." She slowed and waited till I'd settleda little and nodded.