Mary heardabout our pool party tomorrow and was all excited about it. This was newfor me, talking about outfits I would be wearing. But I liked it, it...wasfun.Mary did say a shop down the street just started a new department withretro fashions and she thinks she might have "my style" swim suit. Cathywas excited to hear that and said it will be our next stop.Mary offered to come in on Sunday to do my hair for the party. I said,"Why do my hair when we are going to a pool party?" Cathy spoke. My Master started by giving my ass a couple of playful smacks and telling me how much I have disappointed him in not finding anything more slutty and appropriate for a dirty whore like myself to wear. I apologized over and over again but he just kept smacking my ass until it was red and sore. Eventually he stopped and told me not to move as he started pouring the baby oil all over my ass. Then when it was glistening and wet he gave it a little slap then told me to stand up as he covered my. Joan?.... She looked up at me with such innocence, her eyes open wide that I foundmyself staring into two lipid pools of deep blue. I knew I would gladlydrown in her gaze. "Yes, Sam, I love you." She remained in prone position with me cradling her in my arms and slowlylifted my now dry shirt. She started to slowly kiss me all over my chestwhich was totally devoid of hair. I sat there embarrassed yet I also feltstrange new feelings surging through my body. I wanted to push her awayand pull her. Then they met Jane and Dinah. They were Linda's friends, from college!Linda wasn't thinking. She liked the mall, her friends liked the mall, the chance for them to meet was considerable. But she didn't think about it.They met, and Linda and Carla were holding hands. Jane was the first one to see Linda, and said:"Hey, Linda!"Linda instinctively released Carla's hand.As Jane and Dinah approached them, Carla was upset. It wasn't that she didn't understand Linda's reluctance in being seen holding.