I was a little nervous about that. He livedin one of the nicest places in Massachusetts and I lived in a decentsection of one of the worst. The whol... thing was nerve-racking. Ididn't want him to think I was trash. But I spruced the place up thebest I could and he saw it and he still kissed me and held me andeverything was OK.I saw my friends and partied a little bit, but I was always faithful,even when other nice looking men tried to ply me with their smiles ortheir drinks. I smiled, I. "Well, come into my room." she whispered back, breathing laborously, the itch in her pussy badly needed a cock to scratch it."Ok." he said. They walked into the room, shutting the door. He lay her down on the bed and lay on top of her between her legs. They kissed again as he grinded his bulge against her thinly covered pussy. They were breathing heavily into each other's mouth as they dry fucked. He broke the kiss, his lips and tongue trailing down her neck. He kissed down her chest and on her. I didn’t want to arrange any other clandestine meeting because I must admit that I felt that nothing could be as good as fucking him on his bed in his room. At lunch one day a thought occurred to me. I could buy Harrison a present. Something naughty. I found myself controlling my embarrassment quite successfully as i selected some underwear-little shorts like hot pants and some hold-ups. I love both on women and I was willing to bet Harrison would beg to wear them. Days passed with no meeting.. ”I watched her scuttle away before turning to Nora.“What do you think of my new acquisition?”“She’s very pretty but also quite young, Miss.”“She has just signed for 6 months of training with me. It’s not going to be easy.”The slut reappeared carrying a tray with coffee, cream and sugar on it and laid it on the desk next to me. She turned to leave but I stopped her.“I haven’t issued any instructions yet slut. Back to the kitchen with you where you can make a start on scrubbing the floor. Make.