What made things more frustrating was that her brother was out with her parents for the day, so she had no way to confirm or deny anything about Missy...When her parents and brother finally did get back home, it was chaos. They were running late, which in turn caused dinner to be late and on top of that her parents had plans for the evening. So Sylvie never got the chance to talk to her brother. So her plan shifted to having to wait for her parents to leave for the evening and finally get some. This doesn't mean that it wasn't her; only that she's trying to say it wasn't – and I'm sorry, but at this point I'm not giving her the benefit of the doubt. And even it if wasn't her this time, we already know it was her that was after you before, so no, not cutting her any slack." And if it really wasn't her?" I asked.She stopped and looked me in the eye. "Then we are in deep, deep, shit. Is there any way to confirm any of this?" That's what I wanted to talk to you about," I said. "There was. I just got a new jeep and I was feeling great. I up my cousins long driveway (they live in the country) and my stomach lurched as I saw Jaysons car sitting in the driveway. I parked my car and grabbed my bag I packed. I walked inside and threw my stuff into Stacys room. I walked into the living room and hugged my cousins and started chatting away with Stacy. When Jayson walked into the room his eyes lit up and he got a half smile on his face as our eyes met. I felt my face start to blush as he. When it came time for the humiliation of my Mistress peeing in my mouth, her pee went anywhere except where it was supposed to go. I was literally drenched and not in my mouth. Naturally, Samantha was embarrassed but she’s a very staunch young lady, let me tell you. To spare her embarrassment and to ensure she was in charge, I begged her forgiveness for my clumsiness and proceeded to lap up the mess on the vinyl floor.Over time whenever my Master gave me to his other slave to do with as she saw.