We finally get to mine and as I open the door, you grab me around my waist pulling me back against you, as you whisper in my ear, “Time to do as you...re told, for so long I have let you dictate to me what it is you want to do, now its my turn.” You walk me into my flat and tell me to strip. I just look at you with shock plastered on my face; you come right up to me and start to tug at my dress, making it clear that you mean to be obeyed. I never once thought that you could be this masculine,. "You look like you can handle yourself, Miss Benson. I'm sure Allen will be in good hands" - as indeed he had!"So it looks like just you and me, Rachel my sweet!!" she murmured very tenderly at her sleeping partner. She gently removed the sheet and looked for the thousandth time at that five feet two inches of perfection.Gradually she eased herself round to bring her head level with Rachel's sweet little vagina and pushed her legs apart to get her tongue inside that lovely orifice. She had a. I don't get to see her anymore since we do not work together. Working together we became friends, sexual tension began to build through the years of our friendship. Opportunities to take our friendship to the next level arose. We had never capitalized on the opportunities that came about. The anticipation was killing as I stood in a sea of people waiting to get in. A man up ahead was directing people to two lines. With the VIP tickets I scored from work I got to go to the shorter of the lines.. What was I going to do? Work at the localsupermarket? The depression on the faces of the staff there was evenmore evident than that on the faces of the school-teachers. Oh, therewas always a call-centre which had recently opened. That would be worsestill. I called at the Job Centre. That was a complete waste. So Iwasn't really that different from any of the other 17-year olds who hungaround the streets every day. Getting bored.As I wandered around, I inspected the boards in newsagents'.