I got my things together and made my way outside. I could see him sitting in his car under the street light. I strutted up to the car and got into the...passenger side. I could see him eying up my legs out of the corner of his eye as he pulled away. His hand moved from the gear stick up my leg and his fingers just brushed my shaved pussy ever so lightly. I felt my breath catch in my chest. We glanced at each other and smiled. As he continued to drive I removed my seatbelt and slowly began taking. "Is he always that clumsy?" I heard her ask Katrina.I didn't hear Katrina's reply as I snapped myself back onto my skis."Come on Trina, I can only get better," I called, my voice full of fake bravado.I did get better. Next time down I wisely followed Katrina, turning when she did to keep my speed down below warp five. I became much better at the stem turn she taught me and actually began to enjoy the experience. Of course, following her, I could look at her ass in the snowsuit thingie she was. (This room is where W/we keep most of O/our ?equipment.? It used to be a garage, but Master had it closed off. There are no windows at all in the room. It has warm brown wall to wall carpeting and beige painted walls. Other than a large painting depicting a nude woman being whipped while tied to a cross, the room remains intentionally undecorated to give it a cold feeling. As you might have already guessed, this is my least favorite place in the house.) i know i’m in big trouble now. i. At first site my eyes got big, mouth hung open and dewing and my cock tenting my pants out. Her shoulder length red hair was curly; her blue eyes were sparkling showing me that she was excited as I was to have this evening together. She was wearing an off the shoulder little black dress that hugged her curves beautifully and the hem fell about two inches above her knees; not too short to make her look slutty but just short enough so that you could imagine and appreciate what was beneath. I.