As I sat down the girls both went back into the villa and emerged a short time later wearing bikinis and lept straight into the pool and were playing ...bout with each other, splashing each other etc. They demanded that I got in too. I refused until first Tracy then Evelyn removed their bikini tops and threw them at me. I was transfixed by the size of Evelyn's tits. They looked bigger than ever, atleast a 38DD but still so firm with big dark upward facing nipples. It was then that they both. The moment I saw her I was awestruck. She was wearing a tight t shirt and a 3/4th skirt, which was coming till beneath her knees. We just had a formal hi, hello. Then she started coming to our home frequently. We used to spend time together. Our chats and conversations grew longer day by day. I was building confidence about banging her some day. Once her mom went out of station for a week, and she had to stay at my place for a week days, I felt very happy knowing this, as I can seduce her bang. I don’t know entirely what to do in this situation – what little I know I’ve pieced together from a children’s book called Where Did I Come From? that my parents showed my older sister when she was six. That along with some pamphlets, some porn and a little masturbation forms my basic understanding of sex. Perhaps ‘a little’ is the wrong phrase… I used to fantasize about Cypress all the time. ‘Hey?’ I’m staring at him – we’ve stopped kissing apparently. ‘What?’ I ask. ‘What’re you thinking. Slave contracts were legal as long as the person signing it was an adult of sound mind, and I’m definitely an adult if maybe a little crazy but certainly not enough to invalidate a contract. Usually a slave contract was a way of settling a civil suit outside of court for those who couldn’t afford whatever they were being sued for, short term and strictly regulated by a mutually agreed upon contract. No one I had heard of had ever signed one without trying to avoid some other legal consequence.