"I'm a little burned out, so I'm going to meet Jimmy in the cabana for some snuggles." Okay, give him my love and tell him that if he has time, it wou...d be nice to see him." I will," Allison assured her.Of course, Allison had been going to bed at ten o'clock for years, so going to bed earlier sounded reasonable at eight or nine, not five, so I still had time to work on other things before going to see her.I had invited Spencer to picnic with me in Freedom Park for dinner. Neither the. It's too dark. In the half light someone is almost visible, it all happens so quickly, the shock of the assault on my wet slit causes me to cry out, thrusting hard it pierces me to the core and as I open my mouth to scream out again something strange and plastic is forced into it. I try to move my head away only to realise that two hands are holding it still - who is filling my mouth... no-one else was ever mentioned in our conversation earlier in the evening..... In our exchange of words no. Of course I have only had pretty panties and tight girdles for underwearfor many years already.Mistress had treated me to a mani and pedi and my nails looked so lovelyand long. I guess this was a bit more of her stepping up the game. My co-workers, at least the women, loved it when I came in with gel extendednails polished a pretty sparkling pink. They all wanted to know where Igot them done so nice and we chatted about nails throughout our coffeebreak. Looks like I was just another of the. The gate-keeper was nice enough. He would call her up when I arrived, saying, "Beth has a visitor," his middle eastern accent inflecting 'vee-sit-door'. This night she came down to get me wearing a bleach blonde wig.It was always a bit awkward trying to make small-talk with Beth's room-mates. One was very shy and laughed at everything I said. The other was a gothic suicide-girl from hell. The four of us drank every girly-drink they had before Beth's room-mates volunteered that the night.