If we were lucky, we would just get expelled. We weren’t lucky.Becky didn’t budge. It seemed like minutes passed while we stood motionless, Roy’... bat resting atop her massive traps, against the smooth girly curve of her jaw. Then her nostrils started to flare, and her lips curled into a snarl. Becky’s breath got heavy, making her giant pectorals swell under her t-shirt as her cheeks reddened. “Now you’ve made me angwy,” she said quietly.Then Becky curled her fingers, and braced her legs, and. The back of the skirt was cut in a u shape around the center of the sissy's butt and frills decorated the new shape. Tiffany was instructed to put the uniform on.Then he was instructed to walk back and forth and to give some extra wiggle to his butt, Mistress mentioned the five inch heels would make the wiggle a little more exaggerated. When Sissy Tiffany could not get the amount of wiggle Mistress required. She took from her purse the small remote control, actually the metal eyelet had two. A agent was waiting for us, holding up a placard with my name printed on it. He had the keys to the hire car and directions for getting to the Villa. There was little trouble in finding the place, there was only the one main road which ran east to west on the island. We had to make a right turn at the sign for Platya de Migjorn. The maid who would come in twice a week to change the beds and clean, was waiting by the door. She was a happy soul and welcomed us warmly. We settled in and the maid. Plus the thought of her being a little slut now again turns me on. We were talking dirty the other night while fucking and she was telling me how she was going to go out tonight and fuck a stranger tonight. Looks like she might be taking it seriously.” I said.After a good drink and some hardcore Fifa it was time to crawled into bed. Dave had the spare room. I fell asleep looking forward to a drunk Ceri waking me up for a raunchy fuck while she tells me how much of a dirty slut she’s been. While.