Today I will beshowing you around the house, making sure you are in proper uniform, andcorrecting any flaws in your service. I will warn you now that...you donot what to show me any disrespect, and I expect to see your chores doneon time and to perfection. You are to address me as Ms. Wanda, I am notyour Mistress.Yes, Ms. Wanda. Good now that is out of the way, Mondays, is shoppingday. Each Sunday you will give to me and Mistress Cleo your planned menuitems for the week, do an inventory of. The name is Sarah. I'm just his companion, taking him to his Mum and Da. They left him behind with Mrs. Masters' sister when they moved out to San Fernando. Wanted to get the house all set up and ready, rather than have an active six year old underfoot. No, no. My children are all having their own." A light laugh escaped her. Then, once again, she was pulling the child back onto his seat.The trip seemed to go much faster now that Mary had someone to talk to. In a little over an hour after. Held, but you could see it breaking free.“Fuck,” you breathe as you turn and run further down the road. Your eyes dart to the left. Before the bombs, this would have been a pleasant suburb. But five years after the mists had changed that. Massive trees and vines grew across the ground; into houses and into chimneys. You can hear the chitter of carnivorous monkeys above, but you can’t be fucked with them right now. The cat is after you again.You skid left toward a house; ignoring the front door. What a feeling. I was masturbating just a few feet away from a classroom of my friends. Not to mention the teacher. She was busy grading papers but I knew even if she looked up at me she didn’t have a good enough view.I slowly starting moving my finger in and out of my dripping pussy – enjoying every sensation. Suddenly one of the girls in the front raised her head. I closed my legs and pulled my hand from my lap. That was close I though. My head was spinning with excitement. My pussy was.