Ethan immediately got hard and started turning red. Checking the window sticker, he read it to himself, "Virgin, age 15, 5'9", 115 pounds, 33, 28, 23,... brown eyes, dark brown hair. Price, $85,320." Oh man!" he sighed, "Who can afford one of these cuties?"He was about to step out of the store back out into the mezzanine when a salesman walked up and greeted him, "Welcome to Slave World. I'm Chris." Then the salesman held out his hand and said, "And you are?"Ethan shook the salesman's hand,. Somehow I wanted her to know that at least I thought that she was a beautiful woman. She finished dressing, track pants and top, no bra or panties, sneakers and a baseball cap, in a matter of minutes and came to me, stroking my engorged cock. ‘Thank you for that, thank him for that, I must reward the both of you. But not now, we’d better make a move, the bastard should be home anytime soon.’ I led her through the darkened house and out across the back lawn to where there was a sump at the. When he arrives, she seductively signals that he should bring his face closer to hers. When he does, she begins to gently caress his full beard.“Are you the manager?” she asks, softly stroking his face with both hands. “Actually, no,” the man replied.“Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him,” she says, running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.“I’m afraid I can’t,” breathes the bartender. “Is there anything I can do?”“Yes, there is. I need you to give him a message,” she. And now, on with the photoshoot. At first we decided to do regular face shots. I stood in the white background area, and Paul got his camera really up close to get good shots of my face. I made a neutral expression, looking off into the distance, smiling, smirking. Any facial expression you could think of, I made it. Then we moved on to doing full body shots, in different poses, of course. One where I’m simply standing still, one with one knee bent and a hand on my hip, looking off into the.