Com-for-da-bull."The next two are Compliments of mousepotatoesThree little old ladies are sitting on the nursing home porch talking about this and tha...t.One holds her hands about a foot apart and says "I remember going to the store and buying cucumbers this long."Another one says, "Yeah and you could get oranges this bit around," giving a good dimension with her hands.The last little lady says, "I can't hear a word you're saying, but I know who you're talking about."A bit dated but you will get. Let me show you the love, passion and joy that comes to you through the control and ownership of a wonderful slave. Sandra! Bring us the wine, please." At once, Mistress Antoinette." Sandra spun on her heels and quickly returns with a silver tray with a bottle and two fluted glasses on it. Carefully placing the tray on the table next to Antoinette, she pours wine into the two glasses and hands one each to you and to Antoinette. You are so enamored with the setting that you fail to pay very. And he was scared to death of motorcycles.His wife Abby could definitely pull off the biker babe look. Blonde, nice rack, wearing a Harley shirt tied under her boobs, no bra, cut offs that almost showed cheek, and cowboy boots. I'd have bet my bike she wasn't wearing panties.I took her on her first bike ride, and she was instantly hooked. She nagged Garth until he agreed to let her take driving lessons, if they were from me. I taught her how to ride on a 125 dirt bike, moving her up to small. I stood there in my small apartment with a fire burning in me. I knew what to do. I’ve done this hundreds of times but this time I felt like I had a purpose. I was going to make myself a sexy doll.An hour later I heard a knocking on my door. I opened the door wide to let my guest in “Good afternoon Mr. Evans” he looked me up and down taking in my sissy doll appearance. I was wearing my new outfit that I had just gotten earlier this week. Starting with pink ruffled panties then a few layers of.