Laura zipped up the back and slowly movedher hands up and down to smooth out any wrinkles. He found this verypleasurable and they both noticed the goo...e bumps on his arms. Shewalked around him and picked at him here and there to straighten andsmooth all of his attire. Once settled, the dress draped just at hisknees."Very nice," she said as her hands settled on his chest, "but I think weneed just a little bit of filling up here to hide your manly chest andmake the dress fit right. I think I have. Writing more than a tweet-length thought or feeling scares her. She’s confused about what she should type. She sneaks (she thinks) a side-eye at me and bites her lower lip.“I can’t do this,” she whispers.“You can.”“I don’t know what to say.”“Start with ‘I am a submissive. My dominant wants me to write about cock worshipping.’ Go on, type what I just said.”She fidgets in the chair, sighs deeply, and moves her fingers uncertainly over the keys, then stops.“Go on.”“I can’t.”I walk over to her,. ” But she said it in a sullen tone that suggested anything but understanding.I was losing patience. Oh, I knew damned well that getting hyper myself was not a smart thing to do. Her reaction was all out of proportion. Unreasonable. Hysterical, even. It was clearly not a good idea at all for me to lose patience. Get hysterical myself.But, damn it, this was craziness! Why in blazes couldn’t this beautiful woman get it through her head that I was batshit crazy about her; that I would never. Tyrone pushed a bottle of beer in her mouth. Unable to swallow Lisa gagged and spit out the beer. What ghetto beer not good enough for our little white girl.He bent over and kissed her. HMMMMM. Sweet mouth. Sweet little pouty mouth.Sweating and grunting Bubba rammed his cock inside Lisa the little Dago bitch.Tied hand and foot to a saw horse in an old garage the men were laughing and screaming at her. Bubba the tool man had shot her with a high powered staple gun and now he was screwing her.