The wet patch at her crotch shows she is already aroused.“Time for some whiskers,” Sandy says and goes into the bathroom. She returns with an eyeb...ow pencil and says in a husky voice “Draw some lioness whiskers on me, Bill”. Bill puts the camera on the table and approaches her, trembling with excitement at his proximity to this epitome of beauty and excitement. He stands beside her and starts to apply the whiskers but feels a hand rubbing his crotch.“Just teasing, Bill,” Sandy whispers, “but I. I like people. Don't you? It's always fun to meet new people. Tell me something would you please? Do you think I'm pretty? It's nice to be pretty for a girl. I think I'm rather pretty. I know I'm smart. What do you think, Paco? Do you like me?" He cleared his throat, trying to keep looking forward but failing. He would furtively peek over and see her white panties exposed along with her tanned thighs. He swallowed and said, "Yes, miss. Of course you're very pretty. You gotta be smart for the. Dean watched as she Rachel fell into a deep sleep.He lay there for a short while ,he couldn't get the image of the Monk with the strap out of his mind...'fucking pervert' he said to himself and then began to drift off to sleep.Suddenly his eyes were open and he looked in horror at the figure standing at the end of the bed. He couldn't make out a face,the figure was wearing a long habit and had the hood pulled up over it's head.Dean opened his mouth to yell or alert Rachel,but no sound came. "Sorry, Master." Baby apologized, "It won't happen again."I paused a few seconds, tapping the rod on my knee."Ruby!" I barked, "Stand up!" Yes, Master!" she said, snapping up as if she were a soldier, the chain hanging from her collar getting twisted around her ankle. "Why are you here?" I asked."Master...?" she asked, confused, as she bent over to unwrap the chain from her ankle."Why... are... you... here...?" I repeated slowly."Master... I... I need place to live, and I do as you say." she.