"She says nothing.He reaches a hand out and fondles her breast. Then she backs away."You're a pretty one, you are. Shame to sell you." What's taking s...o long, Amos? Get her up here!" I'm coming. I'm coming."He grabs the rope hanging behind her from her wrists and starts walking to a large wooden stage. There are well dressed men on all sides, and a wooden staircase leading up to it. She walks with him, but the rope is tugging at her, forcing her into a sideways gate.An auctioneer stands alone in. I have made Clarice a sexy bimbo whowill follow any suggestion you make. Anything you say that startswith 'I suggest' will be like an order for him. He will react tothe order whether he is Clarice or Doug. I am seeing him tomorrowat ten to take him deeper into the program." Harriet said, "I have doubts that he can change but if yourprogram works I am sure I will have more customers than you canhandle. He is a great lover but like a dog after sex. It doesn'tmatter how many times a day he gets. ..I always wanted to fuck you..."Lisa knelt beside us, alternating between spreadingJulie's ass for me to penetrate deeper, and reachingunder to either cup a swaying breast or rubbing Julie'sclit (and tickling my balls too). She commanded us to movefaster and harder against each other, her own lust rekindledby ours."C'mon, pump her hard!" She hissed. "Fuckher sopping pussy nice and hard!" Julie was soaking wet all right, and I could feel her juicesrunning down her left thigh. Julie reached a. "I'm going to have you, Des, so lay back and enjoy it, thinking of England and not your friend's wife, when I do."She made good her promise a few days later.There were six girls on board the Shagging Waggon that evening. Natalie and Izzy from the week before, and four others of the tall, blonde, long legged variety, all of whom I 'knew' in the biblical sense.I hardly recognised Izzy; she wore a different fragrance of perfume, and an Afro hairstyle which completely changed her appearance. I.