One day she even took a shower while I was at her house, and I actually stole a pair of her leggings by putting them on under my jeans. Let’s just s...ay that those nights were spent with my nose glued to her croch strings. Her thongs were all g strings – tiny little vagina and asshole strings that absolutely reeked of her musk – especially by the little dental floss by her asshole. For at least a year, the scent of her pussy and asshole, plus the pictures, kept me as content as I’d be actually. It slammed shut and made her jump, but then for what seemed ages nothing happened. Silence. Suddenly his hands flashed either side of her face, and a small plastic ball forced itself into her mouth. The gag was buckled up behind her head before he appeared in front of her once more, a large pink dildo in one hand, and his phone in the other. He took some photos of her, hanging there, naked, and discarded the phone onto the bed.He moved close and kissed her on the forehead, undoing the cuffs and. “How did you do that?” Kim gasped.“Nanobots, in the configuration you’ve designed, are very efficient constructors and de-constructors,” Caleb answered absently, staring down at his freed hands. “They disassembled the binding straps, and reassembled them as not binding me. I wonder what I can do with that?” he pondered thoughtfully.JJ recovered from her shock, asking, “Are you sure you’re okay? You seem a little ... um ... a little off,” she explained awkwardly.“I’m okay, honey,” Caleb assured. Then, he slipped two fingers inside her hair to give a sensual scalp massage. He noticed a few things over that week. Misha wore only white or cream-coloured bras.One day, the question just slipped down through his mind and came out of his mouth.Rahul: "Didi, can I ask you something?"She opened her eyes slowly; drowsy from the gentle scalp massage he was giving her and looked at him in the mirror.Misha: "Hmm...?"Rahul: "Why do you always wear a white or cream-coloured bra?" She looked.