“Slow down,” Adam said playfully. He took her glass and went to refill it. When he returned they sat on the couch and just joked around like they ...lways had. They played that game where you had to slap the tops of the other’s hands before they could move them away. Adam was, of course, winning. His reflexes were much faster than Cara’s. He took both of her hands into his apologetically, rubbing the spots where his slaps had stung. “You really shouldn’t play this game,” he teased. “You aren’t. Readers will enjoy the author’s use of graphic images and the stimulating detail in which the story is told. The author hopes readers will comment on her story. She encourages constructive criticism.It was the Friday before the Veterans Day weekend, and Willie had come home with me from school to stay over the three-day weekend while my parents were visiting relatives up north. I had lots of studying to do for my upcoming midterms, so my parents and I decided it would be best if I stayed home. And there's just something about you I really enjoy. Plus you have a nice fat ass." He said. I nearly spit out my water as I laughed. There was a good chance he'd used that line before, but I didn't care. I was just enjoying myself. We finished dinner and got back into the car. I leaned over and kissed him. We made out until a passerby yelled, "Get a room!" We chuckled and drove off. I was still feeling frisky so I leaned over again to kiss on his neck. My right hand slid down and found his. Stay here." I left her in the living room while I retrieved her new uniform. When I returned she had removed her clothes and smiled as I took in her sweet young body. I then showed Brittany her uniform. "Baby, as long as we are alone, or with your family at home, I want you naked while you go about your duties. If we have company, wear this. Say not a word, but just continue doing your duties as my maid. Okay?" Yes Gary." She agreed. She was grinning from ear to ear. "Can I try it on, please?".