Westchester County, New York, December 31, 2000 It was 11:05, and I was in the basement of Jesse Pickett’s house, with what seemed like hundreds of ...y fellow 16 year olds, stuffed full of chips, soda and 6 foot hero, waiting for the ball to drop on the TV, and for another year to begin. I looked across the room, and saw Sammy, with his arm around his current girlfriend, Addison. Sammy was smiling, and why wouldn’t he be, with her in his arms. And considering what Sammy told me, she looked even. This was clearly going to take some getting used to.“Good little Pet,” Mistress cooed as she patted me on the head as she might a puppy.Did she forget the pompous ass’s admonition to “deal with this mouthy little bitch?” Not exactly, but throughout a long, punishing and painful night, never once did she seem to cause pain just for the sake of pain. But, did she whip my ass? Oh yes, she certainly did. And just about every other sensitive place on my body as well, but nowhere that didn’t provide. ‘Amanda, we both know I can’t hurt you.’ Her eyes closed and her head dropped and all he said was ‘We’re leaving. I need some answers from you.’ Pale and nerveless, she was guided out as if sleepwalking. Her heart was pounding and she felt like she was going to faint. She focused on the feel of his hand on her elbow, a dream state, sustained by his touch. Weightless. He, on the other hand, was irritated by how good she smelled, what the feel of her skin was doing to him, and redoubled his. Being the fit lady she was, the thong had struggled getting up her fit butts. She then slowly clipped her matching black bra and strapped it on her shoulder. On the process the cupped her semi-saggy mature tits and shuffle them into the bra cup. She then put on this thin white sleeveless dress with flowers painted on them. The dress was rather short exposing half of her thighs. She looked so wonderful and at this stage I had fallen so deep for Marise.When we got to the restaurant there was a.