Sarah became frantic ?No please Master, please don’t please I’ll do anything, please not my arse? I put my finger on the tip of her anus and start...d to rub. ?Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee!!! I’ll fuck you. I’ll go on top I’ll make it good. Please just don’t fuck me there? ?Ooh listen to that Norman. Didn’t I tell you she’d be begging to fuck me? ?Very well Sarah you may fuck me but you’d better make it good? I grabbed her wrists and pulled her off the bed. I lay down but the opposite way to the headboard.. The rising lump in Ron’s crotch testified that she was having an effect and from the size of said lump I guessed she’d be a happy camper in the near future. The tenor of what they planned together seemed to get sealed with some hushed words and a few kisses that only escalated what their hands were doing to each other when they changed to have an even more sexual intent.Wendy and I started to make out as well. We quickly established that we liked to kiss one another, and the French kisses were. Just go!" I can't do that, Miss. I have been your dresser, makeup artist and hairdresser for five years. I just can't leave you in this state," said Sarah moving to where she was standing behind me."Here take this tissue and blow your nose and I will go through our after show routine." Sarah, for five years you have called me Miss, or Miss Angelique can you relax enough with me to call me Angie?" If you wish Angie." It would make me feel better. I would feel less alone if you were a friend. I quickly glance at the calendar on my desk. No, it is not Halloween. How could you have known that this has always been one of my fantasies? I have never written this one down. What the hell, I'll play along. "Uh, Yes?" In your best little girl voice, "Sister Mary said I should come see you. She said I was a very naughty girl." I stand, move from behind my desk. I get a straight back chair from against the wall and place it directly in front of my me. I lean back on the edge of the desk..