Take a look." She held up a small book. On the cover, in pink glitter, it said Evie's Diary. Seeing my female name on the cover added a new sense of ...eality to what was happening to me. Mistress questioned, "Isn't it cute, Evie?" "Yes, thank you, Mistress. It's very pretty." I was impressed at her thoughtfulness. Mistress Sarah then explained my assignment. "Evie sweetie, on the first few pages of your diary I have started a few entries. While I am out, I want you to finish the thoughts. “Ah fuck” she moaned as I went to full depth “Take it slow Steve” she muttered, “Fiona needs all my attention”. Fiona was pretty close to an orgasm herself after Lisa’s earlier ministrations and when Sammy jammed two fingers up her pussy and clamped her lips over her clit I knew it wouldn’t take long. I continued thrusting gently to and fro and despite herself Sammy’s passion was rising and before long she was bucking back against me and threatening to lose contact with Fiona’s pussy.. We shared a bathroom on the second floor of our parent's house, and it was a rare day when there wasn't at least a bra carelessly strewn on the floor. Never mind her room, which she kept open for the most part. The most contact I'd ever had with her underwear was nudging them out of the way with my foot. Yeah, I occasionally looked a little longer at the lacier or more risqué ones and I'd be a liar if I didn't admit I checked her cup size as it grew over the years, but I'd never actually done. .. !" Julie stopped suddenly and looked at her watch, the bus was due in five minutes and it wouldn't do to create a scene. Not that she could afford to with her friends, so she bit back any possible retort and forced a smile. "Sometimes you just have to make sacrifices, and besides, with my bum just recovering I don't want to give my parents any excuse to punish me any more." So does that mean the poor boy is safe from any of your bitchiness?" asked Penny."Bitchiness! I... he... Yes I guess it.