This year, I was invited as a mistress. I thought about taking Mandy as my slave but she offered you instead.”“Oh, how nice of her,” replied a d...sgruntled slavegirl.“Cheer up,” said Allison. “It really will be fun. I had a blast the last time I was there.”The drive was short, much to Kathleen’s chagrin. Twenty minutes later, Allison steered her car into a long tree-lined driveway. Kathleen would not have minded if they had to drive four hours away from home to get to the party. Nobody could. Bill crept upstairs and listened outside the bathroom door. He could hear Jane splashing in the bath, and visualised her big naked breasts all soapy and wet. He wanted to open the door and look at her, but controlled himself with an effort. He would see plenty of her later, when she was asleep. He went back downstairs, and mixed a measure of sedative into her bedtime glass of water. A while later he heard her call to him that she was ready for her water, and he took it up to her. She was. Now, I wasn'tabout to say anything about this to anyone! Maybe we could change hermind, but in my heart I knew it was no contest at all. She would gether way, and on Monday morning, I knew we would all be in class,wearing a dress or a skirt and blouse, with full makeup and our hairdone.Just after noon the principal called a general assembly. As I satthere in the audience, I spied two others, and we knew what she wasabout to do to us, and we were right. She told everyone about the newplan, then. My late wife thought she was a slut. I wanted to find out.Her mother had dark hair but the daughter had hers frosted... Almost silver in places. It made her look older and she used way too much makeup for me. I wanted to make her sweat it off... Fuck her senseless... All night long.I moved up behind her while she took the first sip of her new drink. She turned and stopped in her tracks. I was a little close. She was getting there. She giggled."Dressed to party..." Her slacks looked as if they'd.