<strong><span class="bbc_u">Marko</span></strong><br/><br/>Of course stares abound at Mary.  Coupled with the benwa balls that curently grind and rotate with her nether depths.   It kept a flush to her face.  Her nipples with the coolness of weather and again the balls.   Are perky at attention.   But more then that as she waited for the loads in the washers she used to finish.   It found she craved the stares.   An yes, she could run, he was not around.  She doubt he has anyone watching her.  But where would she go.    She had nothing no money, no place.<br/><br/>As subconsciously she was falling into the role deeply.   With out thinking or realizing it.  She had accepted her new place in this new society.