I had a long day and could return to the hotel only by 8:30 PM. By then I had forgotten about the “date” with the bong shell babe. She called me w...hile I was taking the shower and hence couldn’t take her call. I called her back after 15 minutes and she picked up instantly. I apologized her and said I would be there in 10 minutes (as the hotels were nearby). To that, she said, “I am already waiting for you in the lobby”. My imagination ran wild but I decided to hold my horse and quickly slipped. I finally decided that it wouldn’t really matter and went out the door without a second thought. Outside, the sun had just set and traffic was crazier than ever. I waited at the bus stop in front of my apartment, hoping that it’ll take me someplace interesting. The wind was very gentle that evening, but since it was my first time in a while wearing such a short skirt, I instead felt a strong breeze around my naked hairy pussy. The tickling feeling gave me a rush of adrenaline and made feel like. ” said Venetia. Xena writhed down on the floor. “Again ...” said Venetia. Crying out breathlessly, Xena squirmed in torment. “Again,” said Venetia. For a third time the switch bit into Xena’s buttock flesh. Then Venetia signed for the Overseer to desist. “Kneel!” she rasped at Xena. Sobbing, Xena forced herself to kneel, hands on head, very aware of the consequences of delay or disobedience. “You seem to be querying my authority over you, slave,” said Venetia silkily. “N-N-Nooo... oooo.... I didn’t knew pretty much why she didn’t came up to speak on the issue but I guessed she had their reasons, or even appreciated the way people talked about her.“Rhonda, so you don’t see any problem on guys talking how much your are kinky and slutty?”“Why should I, Steve? Let them talk! That’s why people have mouths!”I kept seen her with boys wrapped around her arms and shoulders, talking with them and stuff... I still got puzzled on how much those stories were truth or the mind of men that.