Cindy had told me and shown me how that area was the most sensitive when you pulled it and the head of whomever you had would follow right along as yo... pulled that hair. I reached in before Lisa knew it and had a hold of a fistful. Her head snapped back when I grabbed it and she let out a scream from the pain. "Having fun are you?" I asked."I was Master but you stopped me." Her lip quivered."Why are all of my slaves tied up with the exception of Joyce who you seem to be raping?" They thought. Diane's friend Leah was a junior account executive in a large advertising company. She invited us to the firm's Christmas bash, informing us that many showbizz personalities would attend, and that the women always took the opportunity to display plenty of their best assets at these events. Diane accepted the challenge. Lace top, lace bottom! Nothing else! She had the most on display, but she had enough competition that no one regarded her as having "gone too far".However she attracted a tall,. Her face seemed to operate much better now when it was displayed on the screen.“Well,” he said as he sighed a little bit. “It looks like I got you operating well enough that I can have a conversation with you now.”“I am capable of communicating with you Doctor Ericson,” she replied back, affirming what he said.“You look better when it comes to your face.”“You have made approximately five comments about my face. Why is that important?”“I can look at you,” he said. He deactivated his arm display. Leading to the back-kitchen-door! A, took the joint from me without asking! And, after taking a long pull off it, exhaled heavily and looked at me with sheepish-solemnity. I, somewhat taken aback, but not shocked. Took the joint back and took another toke. "I know you and my mom are fucking, man!" she said as I handed her the joint back. I nodded and was about to give her the whole "we've been Friends Forever...blah-blah-blah...", but she cut me with her hand on my mouth! "Really, I'm not.