He knew he was onto a sure thing.“Your place or mine?” he asked.Hayley squeezed his hand. “Yours.”But as he put his arm around her as they wal...ed to his apartment she had a panic attack. She simply could not have sex with a stranger. She'd never done that in her life. Despite her high sex drive she was a moral sort of person.“I'm sorry Stephen, I've just remembered, it's my sister's bithday party tonight.” She fled away.“Fucking cock teaser,” Stephen muttered. That night Danny wasn't the only. 'Okay – let's go!'"Sorry I can't stay," Tanya whispered to the poor, trembling boy. She kissed him full on the lips, then vanished.It was darker in the supply tent and it took a moment for Tanya's eyes to adjust."This is fucking ammo!" she heard Béla curse. "Where's the food?"Casting about with her mind, Tanya felt another guard standing outside. He was holding a device in his hand and pointing it at the flattop tent surrounding them. "It's a trap!" she yelped and vanished again.She teleported. During my breaks, I’d steal a look at her firm breasts bulging out of her French bikini or her tanned legs stretching out across her lounge chair.None of this was particularly unusual. Mom and I had always had a pretty good relationship. There was never any wicked stepmom dynamic like you see in the movies. Sure – Mom was fifteen years younger than Dad and a trophy wife of sorts – but she genuinely cared for me. She’d never had any k**s of her own as Dad didn’t want any more.But it felt like. "Are you wearing any other female clothing, boy?" "No, Miss"She sighed "My proper title is year master but because I am a woman the term is Mistress. Call me by my proper title boy" Yes Mistress" "Yes Mistress I am wearing other female clothing? Is that what you are saying boy" No Mistress" Prove it, take your trousers off" she tapped them with the ruler. I started to undo my belt with trembling hands. "No, do it properly, socks and shoes first, do not be sloppy boy"I did so standing there.