A puzzled expression crossed Tania face."Golly," she said, looking at Bernice, "driving in I thought it was Victor sitting in the car with you. Whose ...his? Another sister, or a cousin perhaps?" No!" Bernice replied, shortly, "you were quite right first time. It's Victor. After last night's little escapade I've decided that, as he acts like a girl most of the time, he'd better be one. From now on he's going to dress this way. Maybe I'll allow him and you to get used to it a bit, before he wears. Danielle applied the wax and ripped the strip off. Miss Anderson gritted her teeth but didn't cry out. "See slave that's how you do it," she said. "Stand outside for a second I need to talk to Danielle about something." Um okay," I stepped outside and waited.Miss Anderson stepped outside looking very happy. I shot her a confused glance and she dismissed it with a wave of her hand."Come on slave let's go home," she said. She took me home and ordered me to stand in her room. A few seconds later. You can do that later.” Autumn winked as she answered. “So, what did you and Roger do today? Did you get any pictures taken?”“Actually, we mostly talked about what happened this morning and how it affected our relationship. I think it’s still good, but I worry a little about it. Roger seemed a little different today.”Autumn sat down on the bed beside June and put her arm around her shoulders.“Well, after this morning, you can’t blame him. The poor guy was probably in a state of shock. He’ll. My fingers slowly grasped it. Jason, I quietly whispered his name. He pushed his jeans and underwear down to his knees. I watched his manhood spring straight out. It looked huge. Not nearly as big as some of those actors in the pornos, but for a sixteen-year-old virgin, it was big. This scene of innocence lost will be forever stamped in my mind. A dimly lit service garage, in the farthest stall two people standing and facing each other. One with his jeans and underwear around his knees, his.