Nailah took the lead and grabbed Roderick’s hand. She was an artist, much more of a free spirit, and she was not as restricted by societal rules th...t told women that they couldn’t make the first move. They walked, hand in hand, in silence back to her room. It was the exact opposite of Roderick’s room. There was color everywhere. The pillows, curtains, the bed spread, the walls were awash with teals and greens and splashes of reds and pinks and golds decorated every surface. Artwork was. Her arms were straight back level with the slant of her back and spread slightly from her body. "Do my Mistresses require anything else of their slut slave tonight? If not, I will clean things up and make sure everything is ready for tomorrow's meals."The three girls looked at each other and then Joan spoke. "There is one thing, Sara. We really should have a bottle of wine in the refrigerator. So you need to go out and bring one in."Judy added, "And the empty bottles need to be put back in. I had a gf, let’s call her X.She used to live with 3 other girls and one of them was Ritu and she used to study in the same college as that of my gf. I used to visit my gf almost every day, used to kiss and get a little intimate. But she never allowed me more than that. I was also fine with that. As Ritu also lived there, me and her also became good friends and many times I used to call her in case I could not contact my gf. So, one day, Ritu called me and asked me to pick her up from her. "Nice and smooth." I said. She had large shapely calves that connected to long, big thighs and wide womanly hips. I was told to go into the living room upon finishing my piece of pie. That was different, but there I went. The room was somewhat dark with some light coming from the fireplace that had a cozy fire in it. I noticed "A" had put a sheet over the ottoman and big chair. "Plan on making a mess?" I asked. "You usually do," she answered. She invited me to the front of.