"I'm going home." I picked up my book bag and I didn't look back."Call me, Lisa," David said as I left. "I need to see you. Everyday, remember?" Yeah.... I wiped at my cheek and waved over my shoulder. I'd feel bad later for wanting to hurt him like that, but...Part of being Catholic, maybe the best part, is the guilt. And I don't mean that in some weird self-abuse way. I mean it in the sense that guilt is in our nature. We're born guilty and then baptized, and then we sin, and we go to. So I went on a date with Antonio and spentsome time with eachother at the Manor. We made out a little and Iasked him if he would be interested in helping me escape my feminineslavery. I told him that if he helped me escape and get to my realmothers, that I would share part of my trust fund with him. He actedweird at first but then said he would agree only if I totallysubmitted to him in a sexual way. I held off on that.?Vanessa took another drink and waited for a second. They were gettingto the. Whyd you slow down?! I exclaimed. I heard footsteps Fine. Lets move to your bed then I compromised. Chris nodded his head in agreement, feeling much safer that we were no longer fucking 5 feet from his door. I scrambled into my favorite anal position, doggy with my head down against his bed and my ass higher up in the air. He loved it too, giving him a great view of my ass and the only positon where he could go balls deep with ease. Hurry up and fuck mommy! I screamed impatiently. Chris knew. "There's only one bog at Saddleworth Midland." she explained, "Only one sit down Gents bog any road, so they'll tart it up for Prince, and right above it there's a hatch up into loft," she said almost proudly, "And Ted Hepplethwaite said as he would give me a leg up so as I can hide up there until Prince needs a crap and then come down and give him the best blow job he's ever had!" "It's no good," Buttons the under footman explained, "They have bogs on the train now!" No!" Cinders said, "Surely.