But there it was, that little twinkle. In that small detail lay my future. I blushed more and answered, "Yes Mistress Carrie." she laughed at my quic... drop into submission. But she did not object. "You don't have any after school activities, do you?" "No mistress Carrie" Good. Call your parents and tell them you are meeting with me now to go over something" Yes ma'am" I got my phone and called my parents to repeat her message. They were fine with it, and I hung up. I was sitting in the desk in. This continued for a few days, the lady would come every day in the morning on some pretext of collecting clothes or drying them and used to watch me take shower. I started noticing her as well. To describe her, she was in her mid-30s Married, slim and tall. From what I could see in the morning light, she had long curly hair, wheatish complexion and sharp features in her cheekbones and nose. She was moderately endowed and had a big ass. She was not a looker at first but these daily dalliances. None of us bothered with car insurance.With the Desoto, I blossomed into school popularity but retained only my one close friend, Julie. Only she knew about Vixen and Squirt. In high school, she had blossomed into the beautiful category. Boys chased her. She was attracted to the "bad boy" type, with fast cars and lost her virginity in the back seat with one. As a “fast girl”, I was stimulated by her escapades and quizzed her about sex details to prepare for my marriage. Her veer to the wild. Then you won’t need telephoto, flash, dirty, sun glare, or windows. The only thing between your camera and me are my clothes…and I control them.”I asked, “Where is your husband?”Jamie replied, “Well, Ted is taking the kids to the playground for the day, he owed me that much. We are not married but he is the father of my two youngest children. So here I am all alone.”We had walked from my yard into her yard and over to where she had been working. She was planting seeds in tiny trays like.