He wanted her to suck his cock.Pam flushed. She glanced around, sure everybody in the library knew what the nerd had written on the scrap of paper. To...her surprise, nobody was looking at either her or the boy. Not even the hawk-eyed school librarian seemed to have noticed."Come on!" the young man whispered. "It's a big sweet thing, and my balls are gonna bust!"He nudged her foot with his under the table. She looked at him. He was red-faced and was giving her a silly, slightly embarrassed. When he was done, she leaned back, he quickly zipped up and left, after a few minutes she came back to earth and said she was ready to leave.I helped her up, she fixed her dress, pushed back her hair, she unsteadily headed for the door, several men still stroking cocks, but all smiling at her as we left. Instead of heading straight to the car, she wanted to walk around the store for a few, we left with a couple of new toys. When I opened the car door for her, she pulled me in for a kiss,. A contract. All itstated was, 'I agree to be Mistress Dyvia's property and obey all herinstructions and rules indefinitely or until she releases me. Signed:' Alarge empty space followed the word 'signed.' I then thought that it wasimportant to add in another bit, "This is not legally binding, even ifyou sign it you really don't have to hold up your end. But like I saidyou are strong willed, and I'd like to think that you are stubbornenough to stick to your own decisions." I am Dyvia. I really. He vaguely remembered her mentioning some Grace person who had helped her through his father's illicit affair and guessed that the sooner he got the meeting with her out the way the sooner he could start to plan his own way out of the house.Although he felt sorry for his mother he had no intention of staying with her, especially when she now resembled something out of a porno magazine. In fact he knew he could tap into some of that money his dad had left her, after all paying to get a body like.