But she does have those long nips. They were yum.I wonder what Cynthia’s tits would feel like. Wait. What the hell? Where did those thoughts come fr...m? Maybe Master is programming me to like girls. Can he actually do that?Eh. What Master wants, Master gets.Wait. No. I don’t like girls. I’ll fuck’em for Master but not by choice.We’ll see…*“How was your night?” her mom asked as they sipped their morning coffee, still in their robes on Saturday morning.“Great! Brenda and I had fun.”It’s not a. Just then Michelle woke up herself and raised her arms as if reaching for the ceiling and let out a deep breath, causing her breasts to rise up nicely stretching her top. I leaned over and we kissed. She smiled and said, "Good morning sexy, it feels good to be back in our bed again." I looked at her and gave her left breast a little feel as I asked, "You mean you didn't like Mikes bed?" She smiled and slapped my arm and said, "You bad boy, no, I didn't exactly say that." It was a little levity,. Your friends killed that director’s wife and her friends in LA.”John smiled. “You are wrong, man. We are all about love and peace.”“Sure, but I know what you really are, you dirty people.”With that Fred turned and walked away. We stood staring at him and then John slowly turned to me.“Jasmine, I have a job for you.”“What’s that?”He pointed at Fred’s back. “That man, he needs some tender love and care. Make sure he gets it.”A smile grew on my face. Even though Fred was dressed like a dork, he. She remembered their last moment together… he had left her on the front porch of the apartment house with a pleasant but less than exciting kiss on the lips, and then he was gone… forever. Her face reddened, thinking about it. Marrying him had not been exciting but it had been better than the alternative. Wednesday, March 12 ‘Giacomo!’ Lieutenant James Silvestri’s mother ran and threw open the screen-door to let her son in. She grabbed him close, her arms around him and her kisses on his face..