Like old times she was painting my toenails in my bedroom. In this newworld I had already done hers, after some gentle persuasion. First,fascinated, s...arching for my Alex, I'd watched Lexia reach under herskirt to skim off her tights. With braided hair, mascara and subtlelipstick, my ex-boyfriend was self-consciously feminine.The cool lick of polish across my nails never faltered. "And you weremine," she whispered."It's more important to girls."Alex had been the one; at sixteen I'd been so. Burns took his seat behind his desk. He told the girls to kneel beside Miss Ternsley and offered Paul a seat. He looked at Paul thoughtfully. "Paul, you are doing spectacularly well at this new experiment. But you are young and have a lot to learn. You seem to have acquired three slaves now."Paul stammered and said, "No sir, Josie is just with us for overnight. Only until tomorrow morning."The principal glanced at Jennifer. "Jennifer, let me ask you something. You have had a bit of time to. It was only brief fumblings back at the houses of friends nothing more serious than that. I didn't consider myself to be a lesbian and had a number of boyfriends in my final year at school. I left College in the summer of 1988. I was more qualified than when I started but a qualification in Business Studies didn't guarantee me any career prospect in this part of the country. I started part-time work in a local shop. Whilst working there I met Jonathan Owen. He was a little older than myself at. He picked up the leash and walked me across the room and sat on a wooden swivel chair and commanded me to sit on his lap."You're doing well so far Sissy Chrissy. Now you just be a good girl and let me show you what's going to be expected of you when we're finished. For now - just think of the Empire sugar." He said as he moved his legs apart so that my legs rested on his and my bottom was centered above his hardening cock.I looked up and could see myself on his lap in a full-length mirror on.