. everything is OK. Just relax and enjoy it all."Becky saw the wisdom in what Cindy was saying. Closing her eyes she let all of her muscles go loose u...der her daughter's skillful hands. Almost absentmindedly she thought about Cindy's breasts. She could feel them as they occasionally brushed up against her back and her neck. Cindy had definitely inherited her looks, and her body. Becky was proud to have her daughter look like her... and to know that her son was attracted to their so similar. The second business built his own reputation as a Dominant and Trainer of sex slaves. It had been during his last year of college, that an acquaintance tempted him to visit a BDSM club. Located in a seedy part of town, it was the last place Donovan wanted to visit and the last activity he ever thought he’d participate in. With the interior decorated in black and gold, the place was a bit run-down, but he was surprised to find himself curiously fascinated. Then the curtain parted. Donovan wasn’t. “Holy—I can’t cuss. I’m on the Floor. But holy—ugh. Celine, girl,” Rita said when I tapped the raised glass of her cubicle window as I entered into her line of vision.“Don’t start.”“Oh, I’m going to start and then I’m going to finish too. I feel bad for every single man and lesbian in this entire building today. You unattainable babe.”I rolled my eyes.Addie walked in carrying a tray with three iced coffees. One for herself, one for Rita and one for me. Sea Cream Black coffee. I fucking loved. "Honey, that's why I call this a girl's best friend. It gives a womanpleasure and will never leave the toilet seat up or piss on the floor bymistake."After their bedroom gymnastics, they both showered and got dressed for thetrip home.Ellen went to her closet and knelt to pull out the dress she was saving forHeather's trip home. With his now immature breast development, the dresshad to have a plunging neckline, to expose a demure amount of cleavage onHeather. Once he had it on, she knew this.