" I heard Shirley's voice in the background, telling Tammy to stop leaving messages.It was now ten-forty but I dialed the number for Tammy's dorm room...anyway."Hello, Sammy is that you? We've been so worried. Please tell me you're all right."I laughed. "I'm all right, just getting here a little later than I planned. Let me talk to Shirley." Are you sure you're okay? I can't tell you how worried we've..." Let me speak to Shirley, please." She doesn't want to. She won't talk to you, Sammy. It's my. Wo bhi ab poori tarah se garam ho chuki thi aur jaise hi maine uski choot par upar se touch kiya to wo area bohot hi garam aur geela ho raha tha. Maine time na waste karte hue uski jeans utar di. Usne black color ki panty pehni hui thi jo ki poori geeli ho chuki thi. Maine upar se hi uski choot par kiss kiya… ye dekh kar wo chilla padi aur boli “ye kya kar rahe ho!!!?”Maine kaha “Abhi to bina panty ke bhi kiss karunga is par”… ye sun kar wo boli k is baar please aaram se karna jo bhi karna hai…. We just thought that would be best and it seemed to work out just fine... ‘till now.”“Sorry ‘bout that,” Lynette softly said as she squeezed my hand.“No, no,” I replied back to Lynette. “This isn’t your fault. We knew it could slip or come to light. I, we, tried to hide this, and we’ll accept whatever you’ve got to say, Paul ... Again, I’m sorry about keeping this from you.”I lowered my head down but kept my eyes trained on my best friend as he took Sammy’s hand in his. I could tell he was. "I told her that you were my master and I was your slave and that she had no right to judge me as I was just obeying my master's commands. " "I see," I replied, "Let's get going I still have a lot planned for you tonight." OK," she said and followed me as I went directly back to the blonde.I smiled at the blonde and said, "You wish you were my slave don't you?" Excuse me?" she responded shocked."You want my cock, I can tell," I said, as I wrote my cell phone number on a napkin and handed it to.