." droned the professor.Just a little peak, a tease, I promised myself as I started accessing the wireless network. I glanced around the lecture hall,...most of the students were half asleep, no one was looking my way, and the professor was equally disheartened with her lecture, taking refuge in her notes. No one saw me as my hand slipped under my jeans and panties, feeling the sparse tuft of smooth dark hair, then sliding one delicate finger along my pussy lips, sucking in a little breath as I. Now to find a dress. This was a more difficult task and nothing Carolyn saw in Laurie's size peaked her interest. She gave up on the dresses and went to look at blouses. She found a beautiful white, semi-sheer chiffon blouse. It had full sleeves that ended it a long wrist-hugging cuffs made of lace. The material of the front of the blouse was gathered and designed in a crossover closure. It reminded her of the top of one of Laurie's dresses. Next, she needed a skirt. She found what she was. “And that’s totally okay, it wasn’t fair for me to just pop up like that. What I did was wrong and I feel bad about it.” She says. Hearing the pain in her voice makes me want to hold her close. “It’s a weird situation and it wasn’t fair for me to just drop it on you. I’m going through a lot right now and this felt like a good escape.” She says. It’s taking every ounce of strength not to pull her close. “What are you going through?” I ask. Megan slows down a bit and gets a little closer to me.. The one thing that the slave wanted to avoid was pursuing a possible person who was not real. Plus Master had advised the slave to really check any possibilities out as best it could.The slave started to think that it was never going to find anyone. It knew Master was starting to grow impatient also. Seeing that look of disappointment in Master’s eyes hurt slave because it didn’t want to disappoint Him. Finally when all hope was almost lost the slave received an email on one of the sites it.