I'm saving myself for someone special. All the guys who I suck...I mean...the guys I pleasure want to have sex with me because they say I am so sexy b...t I tell them no. It's so hard to tell them no. I guess I just wanted to tell you that because maybe you could help me out?" I asked. He looked down at his desk for a moment, then he looked into my eyes. His face was perfect, his lips just looked so juicy. I had to kiss them, so I leaned in, but before I could go all the way, Mr. Bigs met me. We chatted for some time. I thought and thought but couldn’t find a way. Suddenly, Annesha di got up to use the bathroom. She came back fuming with anger in almost no time, this time with a pair of black panties in her hands and charged at me.“Sam! What the hell is this?” She asked angrily. I hung my head in shame. “There are more clothes in the bathroom. What are you exactly up to?” She plodded again. I had no answer. I was caught and badly so. “Don’t tell me you wear these!” she said in. Egal was.?Ist dir eigentlich klar was es hei?t eine gehorsame Sklavenfotze zu sein. Wei?t du wirklich was ich alles von dir verlangen werde und bist du dir wirklich sicher dass du das tun willst???Ja Master? antwortete sie mit einem Funken Hoffnung.?Gut Sklavenfotze, dann h?r mir genau zu. Ich erwarte, dass du alle meine Forderungen und Anweisungen peinlich genau befolgst. Hast du das getan, dann werde ich vielleicht zu ?berlegen anfangen, ob du es wert sein k?nntest meine Sklavenfotze zu. I don't like her." Speak up. You're mumbling. I can't understand some of what you're saying." I'm thinking out loud. What difference does it make to me what happens to Betty? I mean, aside from how it affects the kids, if she's miserable, I'm blissful with you. And if she's happy, I'm still blissful with you."I looked her in the eyes."What does it make me if some of my satisfaction with life and with you depends on screwing up her life?"She took a good twenty seconds before speaking."I hope you.