She stopped as she waspassing me and rubbed her cock against my bulging underwear, ?slave? shewhispered into my ear, ?your treat tonight is watching m... fuck her and wishingit was you? ?Yes Mistress? was my return whisper. She took three stingingswipes of my cock with her crop as she walked over to slave girl. ?Well I must say, you?ve turned outto be a well behaved slave. Slave boy could learn a lot from you and I think itwould do him good to observe a well trained slut first hand. What do you. I wanted to be with a woman to whom my world was foreign, not to whom it was commonplace.Also there was the small detail that outside of a few flirtatious comments, Linda had never shown the slightest interest in me. Her life had always been predicated by the lowest-common denominator. Neither her father nor Enrico Federici were big-time players. Her father always wanted everyone to think he was my father's equal, but the reality is that he existed only so long as my father allowed him.The deal. Mary Ann plopped onto the bed and asked my sister if she Ôbuzzed' last night. ÒOf course. It was great. That was the best birthday present I could have gotten! How long have you been buzzing, Steph?" ÒJust a couple months now. A boy in math class gave it to me in a college envelop! I told him I wasn't looking at colleges yet, but he said I might really like this one. When I opened it later I was going to through it away, but decided to test it first. He gave me a little one a few days later,. We looked pretty good together. No one would even imagine she was my sister. We took her car but she insisted I drive and went to a very nice but not too expensive restaurant.After a wonderful meal we shared key lime pie for desert. Having Becky feed me pie was amazingly erotic. It was even better to feed her. We found a nice dance club that wasn't much of a student hangout and we danced for a while. It was a lot more fun than I had expected.If I hadn't had to work the next day we'd have stayed.