Hopkinssuggested that I would now be working for her every Tuesday and Thursday.And ? day on Saturday. I promised her that I would be an obedient,ef...icient maid.Ms. Hopkins said that working for her would be no picnic. I knew that. But I was so excited to work for her. It just felt so natural to be hermaid.The next day, she drove me to her house to give me a tour and show me myduties. It was a large two-bedroom condo. My job would be to clean itfrom top to bottom. She liked her. Her breasts beneath her towel were inches from my eyes as she stood in front of me."Do you think we could try a little backrub without... you know?" She asked very quietly. Thank you Jesus. I exhulted silently. I put my arm around her waist and hugged her. "Mom, I thought you'd never ask."Fifteen minutes later, the towel was as many feet away in the corner of her bedroom and mom's beautiful body was exposed in all its glory. Her legs were wide apart as my fingers caressed every intimate part of. I hadn’t used it on her since that morning, and I had only used it a few times since then on anyone. She and I had kept each other busy, exploring our sexual desires. ‘Well, it’s really rather odd. It’s a combination of hearing and seeing the thoughts of others, just like you see their bodies and hear their voices. And just like a nearby conversation, you can tune in a bit and hear their thoughts,’ I explained. ‘I mean the controlling power. How do you control people?’ ‘That’s when it gets. ‘You know, Tina,’ David said, walking over towards the cage and standing where he could watch everything Michelle did. ‘I never thought I’d be so cliché but there is just something about watching two women together that really does get my dick hard. Especially little Michelle there, she’s just so sweet and innocent, isn’t she. You tasted her pussy, was it sweet?’ ‘Yeah,’ Tina said, though she answered him grudgingly. ‘Still the rebel,’ David laughed, his hand coming down to slowly stroke his.