Leaving the hut, I would creep across the garden before unlocking the back door with a key that the Mistress had provided me with. Once inside I would...set about washing up the dishes left over from the previous night's meal. Next would come the ironing, all to be done in silence of course. As the clock ticked round towards nine o'clock, I would start to prepare the Mistress' breakfast - orange juice, cornflakes (cold milk and no sugar), kippers with a knob of butter, wholemeal toast, strawberry. She cuddled up next to me, an intimacy we hadn’t dared express before today.“Tell me about it.” I couldn’t give her specifics because of police investigations. I told her of the boy and father who had come to me, about getting a clue about where to look for the cyberbully, and then about the revelation of the predator and involvement of the police. Like the boy’s father, Andi wanted to go directly to her computer and pull the plug out of the wall. She stroked my cheek and soothed me and in a. She nibbled at his ear lobe and then left her mark on his shoulder, to show the world he was hers. She knelt between his legs, and using her tongue, she traced the outline of his balls through his sack. She looked at him smiling and then at the tip of his hard member. Seeing the precum already forming there, her head zoomed down and her tongue lapped at it like a hungry kitten. The tip of her tongue jabbed at the eye, looking for the last drop and then proceeded to tease and taunt his eye his. Totally lost in the moment, we didn’t hear Tommy and Rob rejoin us until one of them cleared his throat. Tommy prodded Rob with his elbow and said, “Man, what’d you do that for? I was enjoying the hell out of that.” Rob looked at Tommy as if to say, “Just go with it.” “Ladies, your drinks.” Rob handed each of us a beer, then he and Tommy settled in at the table sitting across from me and Honey. “And, please,” Tommy said, “don’t let us interrupt.” My heart raced at the prospect of what was going.