Before all else I thankyou for taking your time to write your comments, I apreciate feedback andencourage you to criticize me, for I am no proper writ...r and English isn'teven my mother tongue, so I hope you will excuse a few errors and otherlackings, as someone pointed out, all the characters might appear to havethe same way of talking, it's true, I shall try to remedy but am uncertainif I will succeed. Secondly, I would like to state that the story will notcontain male to female. Cassie knew that she was not good company for would-be suitors. The few that did come back for a second date were quick to bail out when they realised that she was not easily claimed as a sexual conquest. Only a couple of people knew that twenty-five year old Cassandra Marsh was still a virgin. She had come close to losing it once – four years ago she had been out on a series of dates with a man she’d met at college. On the sixth date, after driving her home to her apartment, he began kissing. I was afraid and petrified by her behavior and didn’t know what to do. But I avoided looking at her. She started to show her cleavage and I watched her nipples too when she was looking away pretending that she doesn’t know I was looking at them.I was tempted to pull those boobs out and suck them, but I was afraid. If my mom came to know something like that, then I am done. She would kill me. So I went to the toilet and masturbate thinking about her and her boobs.One fine day, the temptation was. "Thank you my submissive one. I am gladyou tasted the juices of femininity. Now stand and fix your lipstick asit is very smeared and ruins your face."I stood and looked at myself in the mirror and was amazed at how wet myface was with her juices. I dried it off and reapplied the wet pinklipstick. I was shaking and my knees were shaking."Come in here now," the sultry voice directed me. I moved as gracefullyas I could. "Stand before me and turn all the way around. Show me whatyou are wearing."I.