’ ‘No, not you girl. Anyway.’ I then slipped her pink undies off and I stared into the most beautiful thing known to man. My tongue was now read... for action. I wished I could say the same thing for Tisha. My tongue went in and did what it did best. Licking and tasting the sweetness of that chocolate flavored pussy. Tisha was starting to breathe heavily while still on the phone. ‘Stop that’, she said, ‘not now. Aah. No, nothing is wrong with me. I’m listening.’ She was still speaking on her cell. I reported to my mistress, who then inspected my uniform. When she cameto my diaper she knew something was out of place immediately. She openedit and found that not only had I ruined my beautiful satin bag, I hadruined the vibrator and it had leaked onto one of my pretty whitestockings. Oh you had better believe she was mad, she immediately removedthe vibrator and dress, and handcuffed my hands behind my back. She thentook me to the room where she had dressed me and laid me on a table. Shesaid. Where are you living at the moment?" In a B&B the social services pay for. It's pretty basic—but better than nothing." George—aren't you curious about why I'm asking you all these questions?" He shrugged his shoulders."You have a right to know who you're letting into your home, and I have nothing to hide." She smiled."And what would you say if I said that I might have a job for you here?" I'd say that I was interested in hearing more." She made him more tea and them she sat opposite him at the. Her butt looked rounder than my slender cowgirl ass. Although, must say that I was getting some notice, too.I thought she was beautiful and told her so more than once.She said the same things to me. Just loved my best friend.At the time, we didn't realized just how beautiful the two of us were. Somehow when you live with yourself, you get real used to how you look and how you feel. Doesn't seem that special really.Later on you start to understand you're a little different than some other.