I don't know Brenda as well, but let's put it this way: it took me weeks and weeks of spending many hours each day with Susan to get her to change her...morality from a prudish one to a sexual one. But with Brenda, I hardly had to do anything. It's like she took one look at the possibility of a submissive lifestyle, and eagerly dove in head first. She's a natural submissive, if anyone is, and it was just a matter of time before she found the right trigger into this lifestyle. There's no way. I thought it was my loving hubby; but I was wrong.It was Phillip, my good black handsome neighbor across the street.I had let him to fuck my hungry cunt with his nice piece of ebony cock. It had been just a couple times; but I had enjoyed his dick very much. So, I was glad about hearing his voice in the phone, thinking that Sunday would be not so boring after all. “Hi, Anita… I know you are home alone now…want to play?”“Hmmm, Phillip dear, you make me wet telling this…” I purred on the. Definitely not a good sign."I, well, uh, I lost my job." What?" Traci exclaimed."How could that happen?" I demanded. "They need you."To be honest, I wasn't all that sure what dad did. He was some kind of strategic planner for the state. I didn't understand it, but I had the impression that he was good at it. At least his boss, Bill Miller, always said he couldn't do his job without Dad."I don't get it. How could they fire you?" I asked."They didn't exactly fire me. I quit." Why?"Dad looked up. Sue pushed Tony inside her wardrobe, arranging the clothes around him, before opening the bedroom door."I was feeling a bit weepy." Sue explained."You're still after him aren't you?" Yes, but he loves you. - he does not know the truth." Well you can have him. I'm going home to move in with Anne-Marie, now she is a widow, and as Father is dead I don't have to pretend any more."Tony crouched in the wardrobe could just hear the conversation, then their voices dropped, and vaguely as if in the.