" She rummaged deeper. "Yes that’s it," I said.She looked at me curiously, then smiled and said, "Sure. Why not."We got in the front of my van and I...slipped in the tape. After listening politely for a few minutes, she said she liked it. She was a girl who could talk for England, and we got chatting about fashion and how things change and come back around, only to change again. The illusion of progress.I told her I liked her clothes, explained that because she was so young — about nineteen I. I was in enough trouble as it was I realised. I distracted myself by thinking of what he would do to me. He would punish me surely... I felt my pussy getting moist again as I imagined his hands on my body. My day-dreaming was interrupted as we pulled in to another car park. This time, it was brightly lit, and there was a grand hotel directly in front of us. My eyes shone in delight, so Master wouldn't be making me wait after all... "Here, put this on," he said, handing me his long black coat.. I smile and start to laugh. She bites her lip and looks away."Shut up. I didn't have time to do my laundry this week. This was my choice." I stifle my laugh and she rolls her eyes and starts to walk away, but I stop her."No, don't go. I like them. Really, they're cute. They're adorable."I smile as she turns on one heel to face me with pursed lips. I move my foot and push out the kitchen chair across from me. I glance at the chair then back to her fiery blue eyes. "Sit with me. We should. Admittedly I do enjoy standing in front of a camera, whether it's in film or just a photo-shoot, but I was more comfortable as I removed my clothing and lay with literally everything on show for the camera, as well as my body being used for sexual pleasure - both for me and for either Johnny Rockard or industry others. No matter who it was with, I was taken to levels that left me virtually yearning for more, and I knew then that this truly was the life I wanted for myself! Experiencing.