"I could tell!" Margarita said, laughing.I'm pretty sure I blushed. She might be not-yet 18, but she had a wicked, and very adult, sense of humor."I'm...sorry about that," I told her."It's only five more weeks now," she said, "before my birthday!" Yes. But there is the English to learn. And the independence to earn." My English is getting pretty good," she said."Yes! It's very good! You learn more, in my absence, than when I am here, teaching you!" It is because of Carol!" Margarita said. "She. She tasted him also, becoming more familiar with her new, virile master. She’d served some masters better than others in the past and this new master she resolved to serve with all her considerable sexual talents. She appreciated his willingness to give as well as receive delight. He’d aroused her to new heights even if he wasn’t built like a Hercules. Not only that but he was relatively young and pleasing to her jaded eyes. She finally whispered to him. “I will serve you well master. . Johnny’s cock, which had been slightly hard from peeping at the nightie-clad young women, suddenly grew to full size and poked out of his boxers. He had only put on a t-shirt and underwear for his trip to the bathroom. He reached down and started to stroke it at the sight of Gloria’s glorious bouncing boobs.Gloria, huffing, grabbed a pad of paper and a pen from Chantal’s desk as she finished and settled back down to the carpet. Johnny got a flash of her sheer underwear, too, as she did so. Then. It was her honey pot and I'd been remiss. I'd never be remiss again. 'Ever.' I vowed silently to her and I both."That's a good boy." Her voice sweet, like a girl. My girl.She gently wiggled her pucker onto my nose. "Did you want that, Matthew?" Her woman tone again."Diana, yes, please, yes."She giggled. The girl giggled. I heard it plain this time."Are you going to take care of me now, Matthew? You promised. Remember?"The first promise I'd ever made her. I remembered. I would never forget.