When we finally arrived home, I went into the bathroom and sat on thetoilet. The events of the day had started to hit me. What I had done andwho I was...started to finally become real. Had I been in shock? What hadI done? I stood up and paced the bathroom floor. I was a woman. I hadjust been fucked by Marty. I was a woman that acted like a completeslut. I looked in the mirror, got really close to the glass and staredinto my eyes. Was I still in there, or was there a power that had takenover? The. Then the truck swerved away, and Riley grabbed me and pulled me down behind the sandbags. It’s a good thing, too, since the truck blew up and it would have taken my head off if I had still been standing there. It was the first time he saved my life.”My daughter was watching me as I told the story. “What was he like?”“Who? Riley?”“You once told me you’d tell me more about him someday. What was he like?”I snorted and shook my head, smiling. “He was as big a goof off as I was. He was from. Mistress commanded me to go get another regular Bud for Jim. When I gotto the fridge, I looked at the Bud, and Bud-Light, and grabbed anotherBud-Light, returned to the living room, kneeled in front of Jim, andmeekly handed him the light beer. Jim laughed.Mistress asked Jim, "How can the slut make this right?"Jim stood up and removed his pants. I was once again very surprised athow excited I was. The sight of Jim's hard cock as he took off his pantswas very arousing. I was very turned on at the. She kisses me on the back of my neck making it difficult to goback to sleep. She always informed Mom when I came home with the lipprint on my cheek. She always seemed to be able to manufacture evidenceto be used to blackmail me into doing whatever she wanted. OK, so lets set the "Way back machine" for that day, when Jeff, Don, andI got caught smoking in the boys room after Gym class. It is May, Fridayafternoon, just after Mothers day, about three weeks before school endsfor summer. We had the.