This fed my polluted hunger for perversion. And I savored every moment of it! (I turned into such a little slut)! Two years passed and Tommy was now 4...years old, I accumulated an extensive bank account which enabled Tommy and me to eventually move out of my parent's home.The responsible side of me needed a chance to grow up and become a real mother to my little boy I always tied keeping my unprincipled lifestyle from surfacing around him. So I quit my risqué job, bought a home, furthered my. It felt good to touch her and as I began to caress and knead her skin; her body began to melt. After a while I worked lower down her back noticing that she was becoming more responsive to my touch, sometimes softly moaning and sucking in air, occasionally providing almost inaudible encouragements of "Mmmm, that's nice!" At her lower back I slowly, half massaging and half manipulating the towel, slowly slid my hands under the soft toweling and caressed her hidden back.Helen's skin was smooth and. "I thought she was probably still carrying over from what I had said to her earlier. "You should know better than to use that term lightly. I'm not your Master, I'm your tenant."Her hands came up to hold my face and she brought hers in close to mine. "What you did to me was more than any Master or Mistress has ever done. You truly are an expert in handling the whip, and in reading a woman's body. This body is yours to use whenever you want." She moved in for a kiss, and I wrapped my arms around. It said "give me your phone number. I'll call you later tonight after work." Then she walk off. I was little nervous at the time and question myself. I was ask myself why she wants my phone number but I wrote my phone number on the sticker note anyway. About an hour later, she came up to my desk for questions on work related. I gave her back the little sticker note.It was in February and cold. I was waiting for her call but she didn't call me until the following week. I saw this private.