I love you and want to be your slave. I promise to work hard to be as good as Mom and Sandra. Please Dad let me try. Please train me to serve you. I a...ready love you and I will learn to serve and please you. Pixie, I did not say I would not give you a chance. What I am saying is the happiness of others is involved with a decision like this. I will give you my decision soon and you will have to accept it. Yes Sir. Now there is another matter before us today. Angela, do you have a request as. " I bet you don't. What are your measurements? You have a great body; I can't wait to see it." My measurements? Uh, I guess, 34-22-32 and..." I looked down at my breasts. "They're C-cups." Yes, they are. Turn around for us, Kylie. Do you mind?" No, it's okay," I said, turning slowly and looking over my shoulders while I did it."Hold it ... Lift the back of your skirt for us, just a little ... just..." Bill smiled as I had my back to the camera, lifting my skirt slowly until he could see the. It seems that there is something universal about beer and pizza together. When the pizza ran out we made small talk. Carl reminded us that we still hadn't taken him up on the tour of the Navel Academy. The conversations soon became about the gym. When Carl found out that my dad was going to be moving equipment from the basement to the gym he volunteered to come help. Of course we accepted the offer. I knew that my dad would appreciate all the help that he could get.At exactly 6:58 Wendy. The fabric of her pale green blouse both hid and revealed the shape of the body beneath. Good sized breasts, I decided, made all the more impressive by well wired underwear. I suspected that vanity on her part had driven that choice; more to impress those in her workplace than to please her husband. But no matter, vanity was a malleable weakness.Her waist was not as trim as might be expected but as a modern Victorian I had ways to address that. She paused, hoping, I imagined, that I would not.