It was an agreement. As I removed it from the envelope, I got chills throughout my body.The agreement stated that ‘I, Ms Sarah Sanders, is a full-ti...e slave of Mr Alex Miller. He has all the rights over my body and can do whatever he wishes with it. I have taken this decision in my full sound and body and was not pressurised by anyone.’My eyes popped out of their sockets as I read through the agreement. It was a legal agreement with Sarah’s signature on it. It mentioned that I was her owner. He’d had sexier girls. He was a stud in his old high school, back in Michigan where he lived with his parents before the divorce. The girls loved him over there. Not so much here, after a few missteps with some other seniors and their girlfriends at his new high school. But he remembered the trashy girls back home in their slutty outfits. And their hot MILF mothers.Melissa was so studious and straight arrow, at least on the surface. He liked that. He liked her even more when he learned a few. It aroused me further as my free hand moved the top of my tube top down to rub and twist my erect nipple, oh god, I was just so close to release that a little bit more imagination would make me come. My blue eyes opened as I saw Alicia bend over and what I saw was a very shocking yet arousing ordeal – not only was she not wearing panties but I saw the sight of her beautifully trimmed pussy for me to see. This only spurned me on more as two of my fingers delved into my dripping pussy to finger. What I want from each of you is a brief written summary of your knowledge of airplanes, and then your background and mechanical knowledge. That will help Wes decide when he needs your skills. Thanks for coming to Tiny and me. This will work."Everyone was smiling as they got up to go to their respective work areas. Tiny remained, and when we were alone, he said, "They ganged up on me as soon as I walked in this morning. Some eat with us and met Wes last night, and others were at breakfast this.