I knew the next question was inevitable. It was Eve who asked it. “By whom?” “By -” I swallowed, total honesty, damn, “by my online Mistress...” There it was, just a few words, but enough to tell them all they needed to know about my kinky same-sex fantasies. My lower lip started to tremble. They’d probably scramble to get as far from their perverted housemate as they could. Somehow they didn’t immediately, but it might just be the shock or curiosity, I surmised. “Look at me!” Linda’s voice was. In a few years, you'd be hard pressed to know that a drive was ever there. He followed her through the young weeds. In a few weeks they would be waist high.They rounded the house and walked toward the tree. Underneath it, Kevin looked up, up, up into its many layers of branches. It was amazing that a cottonwood would thrive so far from a river. They usually need lots of moisture to survive. There must be an underground spring feeding it, he mused.Amanda walked up to the tree trunk, and murmured. "Norman's proposal." I thought you said it sounded a bit vague." Rick's people did some research. The proposition stands up. The older one is at the top end of what we'd normally consider for age but Larry seems to feel we could place her. The other two are pretty much on spec for regular product. I know we're not short of product at the moment but I'd like to do Norman a favour." Hmm," Ellie's grunt was sceptical. To her it sounded like Freddie had already made up his mind. Her attention was. Wrapping a towel around my wet hair I stepped back sliding my hands down my body removing the surplus water. I reached for the fluffy towel I’d placed on the hot bars of the towel rail and began to pat myself dry. I admired myself in the mirror as I dried my back then allowed my towel to drop to the floor. I fondled my breasts making my nipples as hard as I can. I’m almost sixteen but I reckon my breasts are pretty well developed; Mum says that I am looking every inch a young woman.I wrapped.