.. and the Director as he handed me the ticket.Now I had some money ... instead of heading back to Lewistown I went south ... to Sheridan, Wyoming. Ac...ually ... Wolf and Eaton’s Ranch.I’d like to say in was a dark and stormy night. I’d like to say it was snowing in the dead of winter. I’d like to say that ... but I can’t. It was a mild balmy day driving towards Three Forks ... somewhere south of Toston but not yet to the junction at Interstate 90 when I saw the proverbial thumb.In the summer,. Inspired I turned placing both hands on the wall, peeking back at him over my shoulder as the flash illuminated the room. . ‘Now the bra baby,’ he said quietly. I turned to face him and gazed into the lens of the camera as I unhooked the little clasp between the full cups of my bra. I hesitated a second teasingly holding each cup in place over the swells of my breasts before pulling them apart exposing my big round tits to the flashes of the camera. Excitedly I cupped the soft flesh of my ample. Perhaps this Saturday. Six o’clock sharp." "I can do Saturday." "Good. And Shelly? Wear something pretty." I showed up at his door on time, this time dressed in a cute little pink skirt, and a blue tank tee decorated with pastel sunflowers. I looked like… well, younger then I was. I’m not sure why, but at the last minute it’d tied my hair back with a length of blue ribbon, adding to the illusion. Instead of sandals, I was wearing spotless white Vans. Craig seemed pleased with my appearance,. Franz slashed down again, the crop cracking against her right tit again. Again she screamed, cupping her tit as she knelt, curled up in a ball on the rug. "Devon. Come here." Freda said, remorselessly. Devon's chest was racked by great heaving sobs. She crawled across towards Freda as Franz walked slowly behind her. "You must obey me, Devon. You must always obey us." Freda said, sternly.Devon stopped a foot or so in front of her and tried to rise. "Stay on your knees." Freda ordered. She lifted.