Mar chuckled "it's not her harp it's yours" Laurel frowned at Mar "ohhh Mar I can't afford something like this, I'm sure it's far to expensive" Mar sh...ook his head and gave her a toothy grin "no one's asking you to pay for it, it's a gift to be added to your beautiful voice." Laurel wanted to tell Mar she couldn't accept such an expensive gift, she wanted to say she'd never done anything to warrant such a thing as she ran her hands over the old polished wood that seemed to talk to her. Laurel. "If you're ready to settle down you could always move in with us. Our cave has hot and cold running water, plenty of food, and quite a few people already - over a hundred in fact. I'm the leader, but I'm not real bossy except for no hitting the women 'cept for a spanking if one really needs it." Are you sure you have enough room and food?" The shelf I was talking about is a sort of mid level plateau and it runs twenty miles or so about half way between the river valley and the upper plateau.. When away from home and not working out, you will wear a 'Sexy' outfit7. You will flirt with 3+ men and get at least 3 phone numbers***“Fuck,” Kate moaned, moving her fingers off of her throbbing pussy. “Fuck me I need to cum.”But she obediently stopped playing with herself. A bimbo always obeys her rules. ***Chapter 7: The Touch of a ManWhen you get to the evening in your bimbo training process, you will have not orgasmed in two days, while playing with yourself six times. You should be worked. . Ivana was starting to think her entire plot had been dashed, everythingdone for nothing, when... "Hello..." came the voice from the other end. It was a low, seductive tambour. Its lilt and cadence tickling thesenses like a starlet cooing into a lover's ear. "Jenny, dear?" replied Ivana, her tone just as low and luminous as thefirst. "Ivy, honey, good to hear your voice." said Jenny Summers. "Been adog's age it feels like since we've talked." Eight dog's ages and a life times.