" Hold on, Harry. I'll get her for you."She called Annette and handed her the telephone with a big grin."A certain Harry Wilkinson for you."Annette's ...yes widened and she grabbed the phone from Deborah."Harry?" The same." I never expected you to call this soon." I have good reason. My family, less Charlie, are planning to drive down to Slimbridge on Saturday to see all the migrant birds. Would you like to come with us?" Oh, Harry, I can't," she wailed. "I'd love to but I'm playing hockey." What. You’re so wet now, sweat and desire combined to form a slippery nectar that allow our fingers to dance a sweet tango. My finger presses inside your precious little furnace, rather than burning me, it acts as some kind of magic salve, energizing me. I want to see more, I want to see that look in your eyes, the one that tells me that you are mine. You turn around now, facing me, your legs and mine crossed together, you’re almost in my lap but not quite. What a sight in front of me, such beauty. .."Gail intervened with, "No, that's okay sissy I think you should have anice warm bath."I was stunned and confused at what was suddenly going on. As apparentlywere Tammy and Dina. Then Gail leaned into each of them and whisperedsomething and they all smiled widely at me. I knew I was in realtrouble, but what could I do. Gail went and ran me a bath as Dina andTammy had me go into Gail's room and pick out a pair of panties. "Why would I pick out a pair of panties?" I asked stupidly."Simple silly. “And you, slave holly, how long have you been in submission?”“Mistress Mandy,” holly began, “this humble slave has been submissive her entire life, but has been owned by Mistress Gloria for only the past three years.”“Weird worm,” Mom said dryly, “do you think you can give me a proper answer now?”“Yes, Mistress Mandy,” I replied. It felt weird calling my Mom “Mistress,” but at the same time, somehow it felt right. “This humble slave,” I said, “became the property of Mistress Gloria this.