We had little to do but sit and chat.My problem with Linda increased. Not only was she drop-dead beautiful, she was also intelligent. All I had met we...e airhead women in the last year. Linda was so different. She was equally comfortable discussing world events, politics and philosophies of life. Her eclectic taste in music resulted in jazz, oldies and even some country and western to coming over the boats sound system. To my surprise, I learned she was 52 and they had been married for a long. After lunch recess I was all kindsa sweaty when we went back into class and finished out the day. When class ended Michelle made a bee-line to the door. I wanted to offer to walk her home but I didn’t want it to be obvious I was chasing her. Standard protocol was usually to wait for Virgil and Del to see if we were going to do anything after school. I stood there waiting for them to hurry it up and gave it up shortly in telling them I’m going home to play games and that I’d see them. "That's master, Ms.Cunt."I blushed and bowed my head. "That's right, master."He smiled. "I hope you're ready. When we find you that new owner you'll bequite busy. Whatever he needs - of course he'll have you fucking wheneverand whoever he wants. Cleaning the house, serving drinks, maybe he'll evenhave you making him some money. And of course we offer options... he maywant some tits on you."I didn't know what to say. It somehow felt right. I stayed silent. I couldtell Master liked that.Mr.. ” “Oh jeez!” Delia exclaimed, now horny herself, she massaged along the outer fabric of Leila's shorts, tracing her fingertip along the divide of Leila’s buttocks. Leila responded by reaching between Delia’s thighs and rubbing the inner thigh just a few inches short of her pussy. They smiled at each other, heated by their covert physical interactions.They became self conscious of their desire. Got up and went into Delia’s car, where they could make out with a little more privacy. Once inside.