I understand and will obey.Mace: Good girl. Now do you have any more photos?"Within a few minutes Mandy had sent Mace three more photos, include a nu...e. That especially pleased Mace, as he now had an idea of how far he could take her.Mace continued to size her up. She seemed very submissive and wasn't scared off when he had told her that he was interested in real service.Mace: Are you willing to become a full-time girl?Mandy: Yes, I'd love to live as a girl!Mace: If I make you my girl, I. How much does it pay?" We kin manage $60 per month, an' ya kin live in a room off the jail's office." That sounds interesting, but I'm sick of beef and beans for every meal. Is there a boarding house where I could get decent food?" Yeah, Widder Anson runs a boardin' house. The food is right good, an' ya kin eat at her table without livin' at her house. Several businessmen do that." Where is the jail. I'll take a look." The bartender handed me a key and told me how to find the jail, which was. My red, white and green jacket had a 'Ducati' logo displayed on the left breast. It wasn't a question it was a statement."Yes," I answered. 'Maybe I'll get off with an apology,' I thought desperately. I couldn't see any cops, damn!"You wanna swap"?"Eh"? I answered in astonishment."Is it a Jaffa"? (Popular name for anything Japanese. A brand name of an NZ candy)"Italian." Fast, eh"? By now I figured he wasn't going to beat me up so I grew in confidence."Not bad." So, you wanna swap, That for my. She reached down and guided my cock to the entry of her well. With a slow thrust, I buried myself in her, trapping her hand between us. That had happened before, but this time she left it there when I lifted for another stroke. I thought she would rub her clit, another thing she’d never done, but her hand remained motionless. After several long, deep strokes where I’d grind myself against her when I bottomed, pressing her hand against her clit, I figured my dick was wet enough for her.