My mates traveled around in the blacked out Suburban, usually in convoys of thee.We went over to the gym via the tunnel. My mates were going to work o...ut with me before we were going to have dinner. Vicky and Marcy were going to do light doctor-approved exercises.Ching Lee, Jenny and Lorrie had agreed to a hard work out with me. They jokingly said my ass was getting wide from too much sitting in the padded chair.We had originally planned to work out for an hour. The Secret Service agents with us. Tossing the discarded garments on the one spare chair in her room, the one she called her Laundry Hamper, she stood tall and admired herself, her gaze drawn to her erect nipples, then down to her pussy. Narrowing her eyes and leaning forward, she thought she could see a sheen of moisture at the top of one thigh. Drawing a fingertip between the folds of her pussy, she found her clit and gasped, her knees almost buckling.Wow.Glancing at her wardrobe, she hurried over and retrieved the hidden. “Tell mommy what you want,” was her favorite expression. If he wanted ice cream, she made him her tell, clearly and firmly. If he wanted a toy, he knew he only had to demand it, and more often than not, she would buy it for him. He had remembered thinking that it was almost as if she liked to be ordered into action... 'She does like to be ordered,' he realized, 'She loves to be submissive!' He found her diary lying on the bottom of the box. A small, pink book with a simple clasp. He eagerly. "Yes sire I was allowed to leave, though I would be shunned somewhat by the clan. The fact that I hadn't actually been in the clan for almost a quant didn't bother me that much. I had started to turn to go when I heard a wailing of a female. I looked back and saw Henna on her knees begging her father for another chance. Her father still had his sword drawn, pointed at her throat." Here Mikos sighed."You went and claimed her." Bill said nodding he could see that in Mikos character. Mikos.