"Bella, here is my card," he said handing his credit card to her, "I want you to go inside and talk to a woman named Amanda. She knows me. Tell her th...at I have sent you here to get shaved. She will know what to do. But I want you to do everything she says, just as if you were following my directions, understand?" he said."Yes Master," she said, "Can I ask you a question?" What is it?" Is this Amanda another one of your past submissives?" No, unfortunately, she is a lesbian and not into BD/SM.. Es ist schon alles vorbereitet undeinige Bittsteller benannt worden die dir traditionell...." Was soll das? Mir da einige Statisten vorf?hren nur um dem Zirkusgerecht zu werden? Wom?glich sind ihre Probleme auch noch get?rkt." Aber Kind, es muss doch der traditionelle Ablauf eingehalten werden.Die lange Tradition besagt, dass...." Dass sie in den n?chsten M?lleimer geh?rt. Wenn irgend jemand einProblem hat, bei dem ich ihm helfen kann, so hat er das Recht zu mir zukommen oder zu meinen. After what seemed like an eternity we fell off to sleep. We slept sound "like the dead" to coin a phrase. This was mostly do to fatigue and amazing lovemaking. But that night and every night following I or my husband would wake always at the same time ( which was 4:15 am ) Always with the feeling I was being watched or the feeling of something had it's hand on my breast or touching my butt or fingering my vagina. I would often scold my husband the next day for waking me in such a way. If he. Every variant of alcohol was going around, and the air was thick with weed smoke. the dj made speaking impossible, but then that's what a party is. carla knew the people, and i was introduced to a variety of men and girls in quick succession. one of them, called tina, stayed behind. we began to chat. i noticed he was looking at the hem of my dress,,and then my bust. i tried to ignore, but the looks seemed to be doing something to me. i reached to pull my top up, but almost like hypnotised, i.