Why not tell me?" Sara." I said abruptly."Sara? What about Sara?" "I asked her to the Valentine's event at the night club. I'd already bought the tick...ts. She turned me down and laughed at me." You ought to have expected that from Sara," Marjorie said. "She's been a first class bitch as long as we've known her. Did she give any reason?"I was surprised by Marjorie's statement. She didn't usually call anyone a bitch."Reason? More like reasons. I'm boring, staid, conventional, inexperienced,. My daughter of 22 and her friend Sam wanted to borrow my PC while I was at work on Saturday. We only want to MSN together they giggled and Sam hasn't brought hers. Some jammy gits going to be flirting on messenger with her, I thought. Still she's my daughters mate, behave ! I thought no more of it and toddled off to work. When I came home my laptop was on my desk and all seemed normal. After the soaps had started I sloped off to my office to work on my latest story. I'd been writing dirty. He took out the breast forms, and then removed the bra and suspender belt.Then he took the basque, and slipped his arms through the straps, and pulledthe body to him. Debbie offered to help do up the hooks, but Alex said "No,I've got to learn how to do this myself."It was awkward, as the elastic was strong, and the basque a tight fit, but onceAlex managed to do up the top hook, the strain was off his arms, and hecould work his way down the back relatively easily. Once done up, he pulledthe body. Becca’s fake orgasm was over, but John still remained hard. He kept up the rhythm and there was another enormous splash of seed. He was spent and looked up at her. “That was wonderful, Mistress. Will you allow me to see you again?”Becca walked around him and used the whip on his ass a few times. “There is a lot of room for improvement. And I have no doubt that you will be bad again after you leave me, requiring more punishment. So, if you misbehave and obey me, maybe. Just maybe. You will have.