I’m trying to comfort you.” I said declaring my motive as honestly as I could. She remained silent, That silent was long. Then she broke the silen...e.”I am going to toilet.” She said and walked out of the room. “Did I make her angry ?” I asked my second mind. “No.” It replied. “Did she feel offended ?” I asked again. “No” It said again.”She may have gone to pee and wash herself.” I was satisfied with this answer.She came back after a minute or two and sat on the bed located nearby. She was. “Yes Master,” she murmurs. He grins. “I want to play with you now,” he says slyly. “I want you to just sit there and take it, I also want you to enjoy it. Will you be a good slave and enjoy what I do to you?” “Yes Master,” she says immediately, feeling herself get even more turned on at being called slave. “I never realised how sexy and submissive you were Taylor. I’m glad I chose you to look after my daughter while I’m busy. I should be paying you more than I am for the great work you are. You sit quietly, watching the movie, with my hand resting on your thigh and your hand on top. As the movie goes on, you slowly start pulling my hand up your leg as I stroke you, until it’s resting on the top of your jeans. You reach down and unbutton them, and push my hand down your jeans, inside your panties and against your warm bare flesh. You hold me there and slowly start to slide forward, so you can rub your clit against my hand, pressing yourself on me. You keep doing this, on and on,. " Where is this party?" Dotty looked back and forth between the two of them. "Why didn't I know anything about it?" Mom," Danny sighed and continued, "We both told you about the body painting party last month when we first got our invitations. Remember?"Dotty thought a moment and shook her head. She frowned and told them, no you didn't..." Then she remembered. "But I thought it was one of those things where kids went in cutoffs and smeared finger paint on each others' faces. You know, like you.