Do the lines show? Do I need to change my underwear?" He waslooking at his butt in the mirror.Mindy laughed. "You mean panties? Boys wear underwea..., girls wearunderpants or panties. No, those will do for today. We need to get you athong at the mall. We're going Kelly shopping!"Shoes were a different story. At five foot, five inches, he had smallfeet for a guy. The shoes were really beautiful. They were black andsatiny with little black bows on the front. Brian shook his head."Calling. Sir is waiting for her outside the door yet again. He grabs her hand and takes her to the next class, the one of two that they have together. Walking behind her, he rubs her ass gently, running his hand up the back of her skirt and tugging on her thong. She bites back a whimper when they get into the classroom. Her Master sits down beside her at the table in the back of the class and rubs his fingers up her thigh slowly. Eagerly she spreads her legs and he rubs over her cunt roughly. She gasps. Mandy (my new name) had a little something extratoo. We were told that were were never to leave the condo, never toanswer a telephone, never answer the door and never talk unless askedto. If we failed to follow our orders, we would be severely punished.We just nodded, accepting our fate.We were told to sit on the couch and start making out as a man with avideo camera documented our performance. Kissing Jane, now Mindy, seemedto calm me. Just being close to her helped. Jane, oops, I'm. She lied to me about the overnight because she obviously had packed for an extended stayShe was having sex with a well hung black guy. Quite frankly i doubted if i would at this point be interested in sex anymore with her. If she had him plowing her regularly i would not feel anything when i entered her anyway. Nothing else. No plane tickets, no receipts, nothing that would give me a clue as to what might have happened. At this point i was looking for some kind of support so i called her.