It was so dark and quiet in the room with just the hum of the telly. “Varda is sound asleep,” he said. “She will sleep until morning and by the... you will be a woman.” I put my hand on his leg and squeezed.I opened my legs and his hands stroked my tight tummy, playing with my hairs and...I gasped...his fingers were stroking me and he whispered again: “You’re hot and you’re wet...just like I knew you would be.” I clamped my legs on his hand sending his fingers inside and I released as he. You and him even share the same sexual orientation; you think I didn't notice that it was the day you both grabbed your red band ID bracelets that you really started getting close. But like I said, I am not and can not be jealous, and it has nothing to do with being a submissive slave, it deals with the fact that if it weren't for 'the Orgasm Queen's' relationship with my Master, me and him would never have truly discovered each other."Lana suddenly gave a quick muffled laugh as the memory of. Her face was angelic with hazel eyes and her face was beautiful, her hair golden blonde, long, wavy and soft. I get a boner every time I look at her. She knows she's sexy, because all the guys do that around her, even me. She seems to like looking at me, sometimes she lets me see her, but not noticeably. Like, she spreads her legs more, or she leans a little this way or that. I never saw anything, but it the thought that counts.But this story starts when she was twenty. My father, Donald and. " I've left a message with Mom, who's at work. Once she gets that she will be here. I guess I can wait until then. Will he be okay?" I asked the doctor. My eyes started to tear again. Daddy wouldn't know me. He wouldn't know Mom."He has other injuries which will make him housebound for a while, but as far as his stability, he should be able to go home with you and your mother this evening after we do some more tests."I thanked the doctor and was told to wait in the waiting room while they.