Now their sonshadn't bothered me while I was at school, just pretty much ignoredme, but whenever they were home and their parents weren't aroundthey'd...come into the room where I was working and make suggestivecomments about my uniform and how I walked and talked - calling me asissy. They never touched me the way Mr. J had, but they sure made myjob harder. They kept complaining about how I had done some task andinsisted that I do it again, and sometimes even a third time. Andthey kept leaving. .. "But, you're a woman, Ma'am?"Britt-Chanelle licked her moist lips in a somewhat suggestive manner at the uniformed patrolwoman. Travelling home along the Santa Monica Freeway with her girlfriend, she'd been 'BUSTED' by Officer Bonnie Clarke - the 'CHIPPIE' catching the hapless woman doing well over the speed limit!"I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement, Officer Bonnie Clarke?" the hermaphrodite whispered to the wide-eyed policewoman. Bonnie's firm, well-rounded breasts were. He was after all, her Master. Their relationship had not started out with these roles. She was, in fact, quite new to this whole scene. But she was learning more every day. When they had met, both of them were high powered execs at a large world renown company. Kitten had since given up her job to serve JP and to make sure that his every need was met. When she left the work world she had a very nice nest egg that she had given to JP to manage. She knew that she would not be returning to that. She was attentive as she dabbed it against my sensitive tip.Without looking up from her task she asked "Mya, are you sure you are okay with what has happened today?" Yes, aren't you." Mya replied."I am, but I know what we did is wrong. What will people say?" Aaliyah asked as she gently wiped up and down my shaft.Mya sat up and took the wash cloth from her sister and began softly continue the duties.She spoke quietly. "Honey, what does it matter? A lot of people will not like us because we.