John took off his clothes and sat down on the platform, watching the door for her return. On a worktable next to the platform sat a stack of disposable diapers next to a jar of Vaseline, a tub of baby wipes and a bottle of baby powder. He decided these were for her younger subjects when she worked. She walked out of the other room dressed in a classical Greek gown. Her breasts were covered with the crossed bodice halves, which separated and uplifted her breasts. “Stand up on the platform, facing me. ” she said.
John complied and she walked around him slowly, looking over every inch of his naked skin. “Yes,..,” she said. “..you’ll do nicely. I want to see your emotions. Show me passion!”