It was the most intimate contact I had ever had with another person. I didn't date much—Daddy didn't approve and, unlike Alice, I was a good girl. I...had barely kissed a boy let alone let one really touch me.It was amazing to feel his hand on me. As I stripped down to my underwear, I wanted Daddy to touch me again.I grabbed the one very short skirt I selected. I had never worn a miniskirt before. It was made of a stretchy, black material that hugged my ass when I pulled it on. It felt so. The woman suggested that they have some foursomes in the future. Marie was impressed at how cool this lady was.Billy was putting the meat to the older woman a couple of times a week now. She was teaching him lots and his sister complimented him as he demonstrated what he learned between her legs. It was really nice to have somebody so handy to fuck if the hornies hit her, or to follow-up on a date when she hadn’t quite gotten all she wanted. She felt very blessed.Billy was feeling pretty much. I ran as fast as I could in the pumps I was wearing -- not very -- and wondered whose idea it was for women to wear elevated heals? Don't you guys know just how hard it is for us to run in these damn things when we have to? High heels and hose. You think they look so good? You wear them.I charged the apartment building, flying past the doorman and up the stairs. "Evening Miss..." he called after me. I hit the door but it was locked. Gary was not home yet. I wanted to know why he hadn't told. " I didn't let Jake finish hisplea before I landed slap after slap across his face. Tears streameddown his warmed, red cheeks as he tried to defend himself but with nosuccess."Stop Rach, I'll do it," he cried out giving in. Still, I wasn't goingto let him off that easily. Slapping him two more times."You haven't forgotten what you're meant to call me already have youCandi?" Sorry Mistress," he answered, defeated.Over the next two hours Emma and I showed Jake how to apply the make-upin a slutty.