Rubber... slave! Stand up, and look in the suitcase again."Daniella stood slowly, unable to stop trailing her hands over and over her thighs, feeling ...the texture of the "fuck me" hose. Her eyes opened, while she stood a moment, regaining her balance, still panting slightly. The wig made her head feel heavy -- or was that the feeling of trance? She forgot the question almost as soon as it occurred to her, and walked from her pallet toward the suitcase. MzDominica's presence on the bed felt like. Paddytook out Erin?s French-braid before she got into the wash stall,he shampooed her hair, after he rinsed out the shampoo and cream rinse, hestarted to wash Erin?s shoulders, then her arms.? He washed her back and stopped so she couldturn around.? Erin turned around carefully, and took a breath.???? ?Ok, go ahead, we?ll have to get thissometime,? she held still so he could wash of her breasts.? He was careful of her nipple rings, but hehad to make sure all of the dust and road dirt was washed. You won't be hurt. Akira and I will be protective shepherdesses, and the dog is trained and knows what to do."Dog!!??? What dog!?? My mind raced. Was Resi referring to a real dog, or a dildo version of one? Either way, my hips were arching uncontrollably in anticipation. I realized with a gasp that Resi and Akira had prepared me to explore my dog fantasy. I felt Resi's hand return to my breasts, lube-coated fingers stimulating and pinching my swollen nipples. I started to fantasize; Resi was. “Puckbunii, I’m sorry to do this. I’m sure they carded you in the bar, but I can’t be too careful.” “Oh, sure, no worries.” She fished her license from her purse. Jeff studied it, and her face, intently, then smiled and handed it back. “You should text your friends the hotel and room number.” “I will. Enough of this.” She kissed him again as the elevator glided to a stop. Inside the room, littered with clothes and uniforms, Jeff got the ice bucket and went down the hall. Puckbunii texted her.