The first one she did was plaster so she had a design to work off of. Occasionally she would recast parts of my body with me in slightly different pos...es but mostly she was satisfied with it. When she had it the way she finally wanted it she would begin to make a bronze version of it.I was amazed by it all. The statue looked exactly like me. Every detail and perceived flaw was there. The statue was so life like that Mistress would say "Good morning Samantha" to the statue when she came in to. " He said."Oh... that's bad?" I asked."No... um, it's what she said after that... basically I said it was your idea, and then she said you looked hot before, but now she was tempted to throw you down and to eat your pussy raw." He smiled.I was speechless."You gotta promise me that you won't tell her I told you... and please don't shy away, she was probably just joking... but I do get the impression she would kinda like to experiment like that." Mike replied."Oh, I'm not mad or anything... just. It was a momentous day when I was shown my office and the prospect of working with a lot of young men; needy young men who didn’t fully appreciate that I had needs of my own and that in one way or another we would be helping each other out!It didn’t take very long for me to settle into my new job and the college management was quite content for me to set my own goals and put in place processes that would allow me to fully engage with the students. One thing that I insisted upon was although I. They would pick him up at noon. That was part of the conversation. He had known the King’s nearly all his life.“Really nice people,” He had said. “Salt of the earth. Orchardists. They used to own King’s Canyon and farm 750 acres of cherry trees. When the conglomerate of Consumers Energy and Detroit Edison approached them with the buy offer, they were shocked. Over night they went from orchard owners to multi-millionaires. Never affected them a smidge ... Joan, the daughter, is still salt of the.