It was 3 hours and not a bad drive. I pull up at her home and she said "this is my parents house did you want to come in" No, its ok. I want to drive ...ack while theres daylight" I replied"No ones home" she replies"Its ok"I reply "thank you Sammy for bringing me" she replies I kiss her and hug her "its my pleassure" I sayI drive back home and we talk on the phone for a few. Before we know it its been a few months and she shares shes late on her period at first I was upset but I busted inside her. The place was swarming with Bright Young Things — that is, assorted offspring of the upper and upper-middle classes. Women outnumbered men by at least two to one and with few exceptions they were fresh, lively and attractive. This was not going to be easy. When the twins caught sight of me they ran up and kissed me. Decorum, reinforced by the fact that Wendy was by my side and George not far off, restrained them to the extent that their kisses were planted on my cheeks, but they got as near my. “If you’re not a lesbian, why would you want Berry to pretend to be your girlfriend?”“Well I might, you know occasionally, require her to, you know, do stuff to me.” Trix managed to reply. For a moment, I wished Trix could be made to be more detailed and plain in her language. Then I remembered it wasn’t my job to humiliate this particular teen.“So you just want her to kiss you sometimes?” I said with a grin. Shit, you made it sound ... creepy there.” I was giving her back one of the adjectives. " I think I'll give you a well-deserved whipping the next time I see you." If you spare me the whipping, I'll tell you some very interesting news, Master." Do you think you're playing a game with me and do you enjoy calling me Master, Melanie? Or is it your desire that you really become my slave? I wasn't role playing a little game with your mother and I won't do that with you either. A slave's life isn't her own. I can whip her for any reason at all or for no reason at all. I know you heard.