You said stay over at Megan's and come at 3, and we're here."In retrospect, Ava should have stopped everything right there, as she did not have full c...ntrol of the situation. She had only been a dom for a couple of years, but the mantra of the dominatrix is, "control, control, control." She had lost it, right then and there.Instead, Ava sighed and motioned them into the entryway. The girls took off their coats and shoes. Noelle was wearing a sundress and Megan a blouse and skirt...typical blah. “Can I have a look at those rings please?”“Certainly, Sir Donald.”He handed Donald the rings. They were quite small and simple. He went over to the Bishop and Carlos.“These are for you. Put them on your little fingers. No one will know what they mean except you. Call them friendship rings if you must.”The Bishop was lost for words. His eyes filled, and tears ran down his face. Carlos was weeping, too. He came over and kissed Donald on the cheek.“Thank you, thank you. Your acceptance of us means. Instead, he said, "When we finally do it, I don't want a layer of latex between us."Well, I did the first thing that came into mind and pulled him into my chest and tried to inventory his fillings with my tongue. It quickly turned into a battle because he was trying to do the same thing with me.We made some calls and found out that we could just walk into the Planned Parenthood downtown and they'd give me an exam and issue me the appropriate birth control that day.That was an experience to tell. I finally paid the bill and almost ran out the door, into the lobby and into the elevator. I slid the room key through the lock and opening it slightly hearing muffled moans. My cock reacted instantly, swelling a little and a small bundle of nervousness developed in my gut. I walked through the door and called out, “Heya, its me, is it still okay to come in?” “Ohhhhh Matty, of course,” responded Vi in an extremely breathy manner. Walking slowly down the short corridor I noticed Vi’s skirt on.