I thought I was a mess from the storm but looked in the window of the store for my reflection and was pleased that my wig actually looked better after...the blow-drying it received. I walked into the store, and the manager I talked to a few days before was at the front counter. She asked if she could help me. I told her that I had applied there a few days ago and wanted to show her what I looked like dressed so that she could get a better picture. She asked my name and I told her. She got a. If I can recruit her as a slave, her services will cost me nothing." But a slave would live here. Is there room for three of us?" There will be only you and Cassandra." But, what about Cindy?" Cindy will not be coming back. Mr. Aziez was so enamored of her... special talents... that he made a very generous offer for her and I accepted." You... you SOLD her?" asked Laurel in disbelief."Yes, for a very handsome price which will help ease a pressing financial burden." But... but where will he take. "This is turning you on isn't it?" I asked. He just nodded. I smiled. "Good. Now, spread your legs. He frowned, but complied with my command. I scooted my ass in between his legs and then draped mine over his. Taking his cock in one hand I slowly enfolded him between my legs, trapping him between my soft, pantyhosed thighs. Steve gave a strangled gasp. Clearly this was wonderful for him. I began gently rocking my legs, allowing him to slide between my nyloned thighs. I gazed into his. ”I hesitate.“I’ll do anything!” My little brother adds to his pleads. I want to reject his offer but my mind goes to a dark place. “Anything?” I ask. He nods. Seeing a chance he repeats his offer. “Anything!” “Promise me you won’t tell mom and dad and you can play one game” I offer him in return. His smile is almost wider than his face. “Pinky promise!” He says right away and holds up his cute hand. I feel my heart starting to beat faster. My plan unfolds in my mind. A part of me wants to.