Then, to my horror, I realized that I'd been absentmindedly stroking Steph's utterly perfect thighs with my fingers. I had no idea how long I'd been t...acing light circles up and down her smooth, tanned legs and I abruptly removed my hands. My mind panicked as I tried to think of an excuse as to why I would do such a thing."Sorry," I stammered. "I didn't realize that..." You don't have to stop, it feels good," she said, reaching for my hand and once again placing it on her bare thigh.For the. I didn’t know you were slutty like your cousins.” With that she kissed me and I pulled away not knowing what to think or feel. I saw the late buses arriving and I ran to mine.God you are a slut. You’re going to Hell for what you’ve done. Being gay is a sin. Ignoring the thoughts I sat in my usual spot in the front. Michelle sat across from me at smirked without saying a word. What happened replayed in my head over and over. I can’t believe what just happened. I had to quickly but the thoughts. At thetime you pres the send button, You are once again free, until the nexttime you read one of my stories and choose to be mine again.Mistress Dyvia presents: Mistress Dyvia's Television TimeHi girls. I'm so glad that we have the chance to talk today. Itsometimes seems like we go far too long between conversations. I'msorry really I am, but you know; sometimes there's just to many thingsgoing on. But we got right now, don't we? So did you get to watch theshow last night? I try to never miss. Her duties weren’t onerous as all she had to do was care for Jeff and make his life as comfortable as possible, the cooking and cleaning was done by other staff who the Thomas’s employed in their large sprawling mansion. Saturday night was his special night as this was when he would have a bed bath with his favourite special soap he had bought online and of course not being able to use his hands for intricate manoeuvres it meant Rosie would have to wash him everywhere including his genitals..