...how will he (she?) use the pictures??I text back "I can't if I don't know who you are"I hit send and set the phone on top of the courtesy box, reac...ing for my belt. I know what I am going to do...I open my belt and the top of my uniform pants before sitting down on the toilet. My hands are shaking as I reach for the top of my boots. My phone sits silently.I kick my boots off and then stand back up....I push my uniform down my thighs half way and then my panties to the top of my. I mean, it’s true I kept talking about you and your poetry a lot and he knew I was reading everything I could find, every article, every review, all the interviews, especially the one in Paris Review...that was amazing, Jason, that interview and also the article you wrote for Atlantic Monthly about the importance of poetry in a computerized society, and how you asked what it means to be human in a highly technological society and that was way before computers took over like they have. That one. .B...But mistress, I have never even put a finger up there, let alone a carrot, it will hurt and make it difficult to walk’‘That is the idea you dumb slut, you had better get used to it as you will be using your arsehole a lot over the next 5 years. Now slowly lower yourself until the carrot is buried in your arse and your sitting on the floor’Ellie was now starting to cry as the realisation finally dawned on her, she had to do everything she was told or she would be put into a lot of pain.. When it was it was my turn to be served I almost felt like leaving, I was so overwhelmed but I stuck it out. The barista just smiled at me as he took my order.I actually found a seat and waited for my coffee then I heard the call “Naked Alicia.”That little twerp put naked in front of my name. I stood up knowing everyone was looking at me as I walked over to get my coffee and as he handed me my coffee he gave me a smirk. I sat down took a sip of my coffee and looked around all I saw were.