We get to talking and at 1:15 she invited me over to her house“Sure I’d love to go” I said. We walk out of the bar together and I cock a feel an... grab her ass. Her big bouncy butt squishes is in my hand. We get to her car and she’s got a BMW Convertible. Hopping in her car I ask “Where do you live” and she replies “5 minutes away in West Burrow” we talk and the time seems to fly. In no time were at her house.While we walk in she says “my girlfriends going to join us if you don’t mind.” “Ok but. But if He did do that then what did that mean about tonight? Did this give her the right to use slave however she wanted to? The slave figured that more than likely that it meant just that. It already knew without being told by Master that it was to please lady because that was what would be pleasing to Master so it knew that it was suppose to do what it was told or thought would do just that.The lady stood there and stared at the slave without saying a word and then started to slowly and. Meanwhile, the two other 'girls' took one look attheir photo and had their fill. It was a long hike back down the beach tothe newly-started bonfire as more wailing, complaining and blamingcarried on behind us.Though the party continued late into the night, and I had my share ofroasted marshmallow s'mores and other forms of bonfire entertainment, mymind was understandably preoccupied. There was no point in lying to myfamily or other figures in authority - this is what happened to me, andthere. "I should be asking you that," Felicity chided me, casting her big brown eyes over my bulk, gazing at where I'd been injured. I smiled as she frowned with annoyance knowing that my injuries were almost gone and there was very little visible evidence of them left. After a moment she gave up and sighed with frustration."Damned you and your super healing process," she cursed in a low voice. I just chuckled and kissed her again."So my sweet," I said to her softly, "how have you been? Did they treat.