I don't see anyone, but Peter and Adrienne's bags are already down there.I go upstairs, and find Mom and Dad almost ready, but still finishing up thei... packing. I find Peter and Adrienne in the backyard.They are turned away from the house, looking out at the Eiffel Tower. They look good, as always. Peter is wearing khakis and a green sweater that Mom had given him for his birthday, because it looked good with his eyes, and because Mom made him wear it today. Adrienne is wearing a lavender skirt. He was completely lustfully in love with her.One night Tristen came over to spend the night with Anna and she came to the door wearing a tank top and a pair of booty shorts. “Hey Mr. Wells” she said as she walked through the front door. “Hey Tristen, how are you?” Jay asked her as he held the door open for her and offered to take her backpack from her shoulder. “I’m okay” she said with a half faked smile, “I needed to come over and spend some time with Anna, we haven’t hung out in a while.”. I did not even say goodbye to him; just closed the door behind me.The limo arrived just a minute minutes later. Jamal was in the back seat, with Paula.I joined them and my Black Master kissed my red lips hard, as I groaned as a little wave of pleasure washed over my body…Jamal just stared at me and I almost got an intense orgasm…“Where are we going?” I asked him.“We are going wherever, bitch… Who do you belong to…?” He asked me, as he shoved a finger between my wet pussy lips.I came hard on his. We rolled up to a large mansion along a secluded drive. Several cars wereparked along the main drive near the front entrance. We didn't even needto knock; the front door swung open when we approached. A butler usheredus in, bowing to Miss Cassia and eyeing me over. He was dressed in atuxedo, but with no shirt or jacket, his vest leaving his shoulders andarms exposed.He led us through a few hallways into a large room filled with partyguests before bowing again and leaving. Many of the guests.