She put on her strappy little heels and then went to do her makeup. Chelsea didn't wear a lot of makeup, like some of the other girls on campus. But s...e did the best she could and hoped that she looked good enough for him. She so wanted to look her very best for her new Master, to please him in the way she looked as well as the way she behaved. Her time almost up, she picked up her overnight bag, checked herself once more in the mirror and shrugging her shoulders left her room and headed. I asked Greg if he minded, and he was honest about being shocked and scared at first, but it did not hurt or anything. I said good and it was fun and all that good jazz…then Greg asked “do I get to put my bird in your mouth now”? They both looked at me, and I did not know what to say. I had never been with another man or boy before this…it was spur of the moment and not planned. I had no desire to suck cock…but I thought if I said no he may think there was something wrong with what I did. . Maybe one of your mommies will tell us while we're eating," I said."Well I think we should practice on the thaka today and then go tomorrow," she said."Then you women should put your heads together and decide. I'm here to serve," I said."Oh Daddy, you know they'll do it anyway you want to do it," she said."They have so far, but you are supposed to be asleep when we're doing that," I said."Daddy, that wasn't what I was talking about," she said, and looked indignant."Oh. You meant they'd let me. She smiles back. As I turn to leave and go home, she stops and awkwardly shuffles....then quietly says while looking down, "um....so it is getting pretty dark....and sometimes when I walk home some of the neighborhoods are pretty scary...um...would you....um...." "Would you like me to walk you home?" I say smiling, and feeling a little excited. She looks up at me and smiles and nods quickly. I follow her and we keep chatting/flirting all the way back to her place, a few blocks. At the door, she.