"If you don't like it you can always have an orange squash or plain water."Nicky took a tentative sip. "Ooh, yes please!" she exclaimed. "I like that....After lunch Becca asked Nicky if she would do the washing up while she returned the van and the house keys. "We'll go and exercise Garry after that. I'll tell you about him in the car."She was back in half an hour and she and Nicky set off again for the children's home. Becca outlined Garry's story. Nicky was filled with admiration."How do you. “Great, now I’m talking to myself. Why am I talking to myself?” After a few moments of silence, she frowns. “Well...”Then something catches her eye. She cautiously walks over toward it. “What’s this?” she whispers. Reaching out, the witch grabs the piece of paper flapping in the cool breeze. It is stuck to a nail on the trunk of a small tree. Not recognizing the style of writing, she begins reading it aloud. “Penelope. I may have told you a few lies, but it was all in good faith. You had. So, I asked her if that skirt was too short for going on shopping. Ana smiled, saying she had taken her panties out before letting her Black Master fill that slippery cunt with that salty semen.She pulled a very tiny thong out from her purse.After watching her wiggle into that tiny piece of cloth, Ana again spread her legs and showed her nice crotch to me.Her shaven slit was easily seen through the thin material. I patted her pussy lips and wished her good luck at the mall…Anita smiled, saying. Dream-like? Perhaps. But seeing James, and talking with Mike and Jan, was absolutely not a dream. It was very, very real!In some ways, Stephanie still felt a lingering sensation of guilt about what she was there to do, but that feeling was being rapidly pushed to the back of her mind as Mike, Jan, she, and James made their way through their living room and to a nicely furnished back bedroom; where some tripod lights were arranged around the room, as well as another tripod with a video camera.