Job? Retired. When the publicist had called her up, after she'd been chosen, and asked, "Retired from what?," there had been no pause at all before De...s's answer: "Working."The magazine editors were sure something juicy was hiding behind all those one-word answers. A term in prison, perhaps? That hard-bitten exterior would fit perfectly in "women in chains" movies, and the "Tank" producers' background checks might have missed a thing or two. A sex change? For a little woman, she did have a deep. .....................................Not long after Janice had started staying out several times a week, shedecided it was time to lock me in chastity. Thereafter, she startedplaying with me. Teasing me. She would walk around in sexy lingerie orsome hot outfit, saying things like, "Wouldn't you like some of this?"or "See what you're mssing out on!" or "Maybe I'll let you fuck metonight. Oh that's right, you're all locked up and not due to bereleased for another week. So sorry."She knew what she. And last, just wait until we ass fuck before you decide it's not great. Now, just so we are clear, no pussy fucking, but you can eat and finger me all you want. Any more questions?" Maggie concluded.I thought for a second. "Nope! I’m good." "Now, where is my granddaughter?" Maggie inquired.I took the steaks off the grill and plated them. I then took Maggie's arm and led her back into the house to find Janice and Ginger. The kitchen, den, dining and living room were empty. We did hear. “Happy Birthday, s*s!” along with his tight grip on my waist. “You look awfully nice today!” is all he said as his hands moved up towards my breasts. He cupped them as quickly as I swatted them away. But he was forceful. And it hurt. He forced himself into me by trying to kiss my neck some more but I kept resisting. I guess he grew tired of it after a while and he just took the straps of my sun dress and yanekd it down. I was exposed. In my bright bikini. I did not want to cause a commotion.