I still held my cockin my hand and giving finishing touch. I found myself in such a sarcasticsituation of holding my cock tightly in my hand and cumin....She looked at me seriously andshut the door. I got worried very much as I feared that she would scold me ortell the same to my mother. But, every thing went as usual and nothing serioushappened. That night as I was about to go to bed she entered my room seriouslyand asked me to close the door. I did as I was told and stood before her withmy head. Sure, there were times when Iwould have loved to have gossiped with him about the latest scandal intown, about who was sleeping with whom, but I didn't.Even though there were times I was lonely in my social life, I tried notto turn to him for that kind of comfort. Yes, of course there weretimes when I would have liked to snuggle with him in bed, to feel a warmbody next to mine, but I resisted.Even though I always missed having a daughter, having someone to sharethe joys of femininity with, I. Damien smiled and handed it to me."Try it on." I got up out of the bed, still feeling a little sore from last night. I pulled the dress over my head. It fit perfectly. But I was right, it was incredibly short. It ended just an inch or two below my pussy."Uhm Master, I think it's a little short." He raised his hand to my cheek."No my dear, it's supposed to be that way. You look so beautiful in that." I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. Something about his touch just made me so nervous.. I work here."Sawyer looked Sarah over carefully. She was a big woman, six feet tall, and proportioned accordingly with big, pillowy breasts, wide hips and long legs. Her hair was blond and straight and just barely touched her shoulders. The black, ankle length dress she wore was just tight enough in all the right places, bringing attention to all her womanly curves. All in all, Karen liked what she saw."Ahhhh, Ms. Helich, we were worried about you," Karen said. "Your boss says it isn't like you.