.things changed after what took place..i’ll continue with the story.. the grill was cooking music was going family gathered to enjoy the bbq there w...s food and beverages some people were eating some were drinking i was in my room watching tv can’t recall what i was watching but it must’ve been something with comedy because i love comedymy aunt norma came in to my room and asked what was i up to and why i’m not out there.. i replied not really up to being out there she says neither am i rather. When I went to the door I felt extremely nervous. This was a new sensation for me. Why should I be nervous when I am going to have a chat with Marit to clear it all up. I rang at exactly 10 and immediately the door was opened. Marit was standing there in the same outfit as yesterday, but she added her riding crop. “Stop drooling and come in slave!”, she said with a strong voice. I followed her into the living room and just when I wanted to say something Marit face-slapped me. “You don’t speak. " I was a little surprised she used 'the F word'. Most of the girls I knew back then -- the 'nice' girls -- didn't talk that way, at least in mixed company."Yeah, well, I could have told you Noyes was a prick. I'm surprised you went out with him. He's fucked over more than one of your friends, you know." Aw, you know, first I needed a ride. Then when he asked, I figured it was just one date. Kinda like payback, you know? It wasn't like he asked me to go steady or anything." Well, one night. We went into the kitchen and prepared a light meal and sat at the table, I remembered the butt plug as I sat, and immediately felt a stirring as “Dolly” awoke. I could feel the restriction of my “Dolly” and the constant back and forth of the butt plug and whispered to Auntie, “can we go upstairs please”?“What on earth for dear”, she retorted, “its much too early for bedtime”, “but but Auntie I’m feeling very aroused and my panties are very sticky and wet”.“No dear you must learn to control.