"Jamie finally led me over to the costume section. She told me, "We slave girls were talking, and we thought that it would be good to have some maid u...iforms in case you want us to serve you properly dressed." She showed me a bunch of the costumes, including the maid one and ones for a nurse, a harem girl and a whore. I examined them all, and then asked Becky, "What did you see that interested you?"She grabbed my hand and, unsurprisingly, dragged me back to the bondage section. She showed me. "Oh ... you mean that when she's with me, she just wants me to use her in whatever way I want?" I asked. I couldn't stop the goofy grin that popped on my face."Yep, that one. You're so lucky, you know," Kelsey teased. "There must be hundreds of guys who jerk off every night, dreaming of having her say that to them!" Probably!" I chuckled. "Was she being serious?"Kelsey nodded. "Oh yeah." Damn!" I breathed. Images of a naked Amanda being used by me in a variety of dirty ways floated in front of. He met kids he hadn’t known in elementary school and made some new friends as they pushed big brooms down the long, wood-floored halls. Then one fall day while he was standing in the milk line in the cafeteria and girl behind him poked his shoulder and said, “Hey, aren’t you the guy I tried to teach how to dance?”Rigby half turned, smiled, nodded and felt himself blushing. They got their cartons of milk and the girl said, “Come on, let’s sit over here.” They walked down the side corridor where. .." I said, trying to spin away from his groping without causing a fuss. He fumbled a bit, then took hold of the crotch of the thong, essentially trapping me in place."No tequila?" He asked, shocked with drunken rage as he tugged me ever-so-slightly closer by my panties."We're fine," said the quiet man, "a check is fine."I handed the already-printed check back to him to find a credit card in his waiting hand. He didn't even want to look at the bill, which was fine by me as his boss curled a.