.. low on the neckinstead of higher on the head where girls wear theirs. Evenso, it's now well past my collar and there's maybe three orfour inches of...hair sticking out from where I've pulled ittogether with a rubber band. If I were wearing it higherthere would be a good six or more inches beyond where itwas gathered up. And one more thing people can't see arethe two bumps that are starting to develop on my chest. Nota lot there yet, just two little cone-shaped protrusionsthat are almost all. Me mam ke room me chala gya. Mam phone chala rhi thi. Mere ate hi mam ne phone rakh diya. Or kehne lagi chalo ap bag kholo. Me tb tk gas pr chaye rakh kr ati hu. Mam ne pucha chaye piyega. Mene mana kr diya. Mam fir chali gyi apni kitchen me chaye bnane ke liye.Main tb tk bag khol kr pdne laga. Mam chaye gas pr rakh kr aa gyi. Fir muje pdane lagi. Thodi der baad mam ne kaha me kitchen me se chaye lekr ati hu. Mene kaha thik h. Mam ke kitchen me jate h me unka phone dekhne laga. Mene unka mx. .asleep in her room and me…alone in my negligee with her Dad and his hot hand.There was a boy in class who told me I was pretty but we were in school and it was just a remark and here I was on a couch almost naked and her Dad with his arm around me, his fingers on my arm, smoothing it...back and forth...he handed me a drink and I looked up at him. “Thank you again for the nightie,” I said “it feels good on me.” Her Dad just smiled but his eyes were glistening and then I was nervous again.. Now she had another problem, Should I knock? Deciding against it she opened the door and went into a room lined with bookcases. Sitting in front of an open fire was David Ransome, her boss. No, she remembered, He is not my boss he is my Master here, and I am his slave.David looked her up and down; seeing the blush this induced he prolonged his inspection until he judged the blush would get no deeper. Then he broke the silence, “It is customary to adopt the presentation position when a sex.