"Girls todayhave huge issues with self-image. One dance isn't going to cure that."I thought she might be right about that, but wouldn't you know it - ...whenI saw Julia the following Monday morning she definitely looked a littledifferent. Her extensions were still in place, and she had her hairstyled quite nicely. Her eyeliner was even done better.*****By now, Phil and Natalie had become an 'item'. Not only were they datingup a storm, but Natalie was often at our house visiting. I had to be. “What about you, any you prefer or veto?”She thought, then shook her head, “Whatever you’d like.” She wanted to be called a great many things, horrible things that she could not voice, the mere thought of him addressing her as slut, whore, bitch, cunt, made her flush in the face and in her sex. But she could not say it, it was too embarrassing. “What about derogatory names? Are those okay?” She nodded quickly, keeping her eyes downcast. “Excellent,” he proclaimed, standing. “I believe we are. . now you have complete control, but please don't hurt me..." I'm in complete control?" I asked wiggling my eyebrows."Yeah smartass, be nice to me..." she shot back, obviously nervous. A thought occurred to me as I released her legs, and to her confused look, her hands as well. I went into the bathroom, got the babyoil and the astroglide, set them on the table, and began taking the cuffs off. Considering they were velcro and plastic clips, it wasn't much of a cuff."What are you doing?" she said. You might want to have a look while I make some phone calls”. Penny took her laptop into the next room while Martin got to work. As he’d expected, practically every video porn site she tried featured her tape, and the blogosphere was already buzzing. The days when you could hush up a potential sex scandal by burning a few letters were long gone. After a while, Martin wandered in. “Ok,” he announced, putting his mobile phone back in his pocket. “Obviously all the papers have cleared their.