Then she said, “tracy, follow me!”Tracy worked her way out of the corner and on her hands and knees followed her Mistress. All the girls laughed a...d asked Linda why she took Tracy with her. Linda replied, “Oh, we forgot to tell you. Tracy is also our piss slut. We use her as our toilet and toilet paper whenever we have to pee.”This brought some laughter and some asked, “Can we use her like that too?”“Sure,” said Linda. “If you want, we’ll keep her in there for a while, in case anyone has to go.. I guess there always will be.We both wanted our first meeting to be in public, so we chose a Burger King that was near my hotel. Turns out it was near his quarters too. I still had to use Maps to find it. I have no sense of direction in a new town.Wow, was I in for a surprise. He was a strapping, good-looking African American man, about 6 feet tall or maybe an inch taller. I guessed his weight at about 175. His hair was military short and his brown eyes shone with a glossy sparkle that was. He didn't intend to ever force himself on either of the girls. He really did love them.His kiss started gently, just a brush of his lips to hers, almost like running on the moon. His lips bounced up off of hers and then slowly settled back, touching again, only to bounce off again. Her other hand came up to the back of his head and pulled him down to her hungry lips. Now the kiss was warm and long.He felt her hand twitch on top of his and, ever so slowly ... ever so gently ... he felt her push. I even fluttered my eyelashes when I said, "Pretty please." He stared at me, his eyes lustily roaming up and down my little body, and then he asked if I was afraid of heights. When I said no he told me I had to prove it.We went into the back room and he placed a tall ladder against the wall with shelves of inventory. He told me to bring down a box of CDs. I waited for him to move away from the ladder but he didn't. The job was important so I climbed to the top shelf. I peeked under my arm and.