Where are your ... wheels?" Over there," he said then he started walking toward a 1962 Chevy Impala. Chewy's car was typical of what I had called 'a C...olo wagon'. It was a low rider with a highly polished candy blue paint coat, 14inch chrome rims, obviously some kind of hydraulics system, custom tuck-n-roll interior and even a plastic statue of the Virgin Mary stuck on top of the dashboard.We got in and as Chewy was starting up the engine I said, "Stop off at my place first will ya? I need to. "Drink slowly, My sherry."I lifted my head with Mistress's help and sipped at the bottle. It tasted like Gatoraid."how are you feeling?" Mistress asked softly."I....,"pausing as my brain finished working through the fog and taking account of my body. "sherry feels ok, Mistress. Did sherry pass out?"Mistress kissed my forehead lovingly. "Yes, little one. you have been unconsious for about five minutes. Have you ever passed out from cumming before?" sherry has been lightheaded after a strong. His eyes are hooded and his breathing deepening. What was she doing to him? He feels her smile against his mouth before she gets off him and reaches for the first drawer of the bedside table.   ‘Wait!’ He says harshly, his head snapping up and out of his daze. ‘I didn’t say you could touch that drawer or the items inside it.’ His disapproval shows on his face. She cocks an eyebrow at him and laughs lightly. ‘You didn’t say I couldn’t. Besides, you already said you’d punish me for this, why. This continued daily and whenever possible I took the chance. One day while coming thru the corridor she asked me to go in so that she could come in. I was very sad. After that I didn’t speak well to anyone in home. My grandma asked me what the matter. I told nothing and saw her and she also turned to look at me.The next day: (I had tuition early in the morning ie at 6 30. I had to start from home at 6 to reach there. So I usually get up at 5. It was my uncle night shift week and he came late.