Page realized she was afraid.She had dressed for the meeting. She knew what he liked and what would impress him. She had worn blood red thigh high boo...ts with black stocking visible over the tops of the boots. She had on a red corset and opera gloves. Her slave collar and red lace across her eyes completed the outfit. There was meaning to her selection. Red had been her color when Shadow was training her. Green had been the color for Carol. By wearing red she hoped to honor Shadow's training and. Anne was an African-American lady who was 40 years of age when she died. Tyrone had been 16 years old when Anne and Jake married. They got along very well - he called Jake “Dad” right from the start.What made the relationship so special was that Jake was a white guy.Jake and Tyrone threw themselves into making the fitness centre a huge success - they worked hard, enjoying the fruits of their labours.They were sitting back having a beer together after closing one night when Tyrone said to Jake. With a ten-inch column of rubber filling his ass, this was just enough of a distance to provide the slave with a sense of impending relief?once he was slid right off of the dildo he would be able to expel all of the water that they had deposited into him. There was to be no final relief however, as the demonic laugh once again rang out and the behemoth shoved Darren’s helpless body full force back onto the dildo to the hilt – six inches of thick rubber taken in a fraction of a second. Pete. " Darla Jean's eyes slid away again, "Some things might take both of us." Um, yeah," Randall replied distantly, while he thought about possible permutations. "We'll need ground rules."Darla Jean opened her mouth to reply, but was interrupted by a loud squeal as Danny collected Thelma. The uproar ending Danny's turn allowed others to talk, and Jimmy yelled, "Hey, what are you two doing over there?" Who wants to know?" Randall returned."Looks pretty cozy from here!" Jimmy chuckled. "I've heard.