It simply would not be the truth. Mentally I was all for it, physically was another matter. Ray had planted a thought in my head that I needed to expl...ore with each of them in some unique way when it was just one and one time. I decided that now would be a good time to take his advice and apply it.I had lived with Trish as a room mate for almost two years and knew her friends and family but really didn't know a lot about her. Besides the fact that her brother had her as his slave there were. In her hand she held a box. It was the box he gave her four years before, so she would have a place to store her treasures. When she’s finally reached him, she placed the box on the ground and enveloped him in an intimate hug. Her chest pressing lightly against his own hardened frame. The smile on her face was brilliant, and he knew then as he’s always known, that she is and always will be a permanent denizen of his heart. Inside the box were many many yellow ribbons. She counted them and as. Still I guess he knows his business better than I do. Perhaps he uses tricks of the trade and shaves their cute little cunnies or something. If you can get your hands on your finished portfolio I want you to send daddy an example photo of what my little girl has been busy doing. I hope your hair is still long, straight and black or daddy will be very crossed with you. Don't forget that I want you home as soon as your photo shoot has finished.Now to answer some of your questions.You're correct. "You'll see," I said. "Now, I want you to lean forward and put your head on your hands."After a brief hesitation, Linda slowly complied. I stepped behind her and sat on the toilet seat. She had slumped down into a crouch, too low for my purpose."Raise your butt up," I said, opening the bag."What are you going to do?" Linda asked again, even more nervous. "You're not going to spank me, are you? I don't like that sort of thing..." I'd never hit you, even if you wanted me to," I said calmly. "Now,.