Then again, it wasn't as if she didn't have the legs for it. Eric recalled the multiple flashes of upper thigh he'd gotten last night, and quickly fou...d his cock rising to the occasion, if half-heartedly."I must REALLY be hung over," he muttered, and rolled over, ignoring his erection, and trying to forget his mother's skirt.It was quite a while before sleep took hold of him once more.Eric rolled out of bed at eight in the morning; literally rolled from the matress to the floor, taking a. She was about to get up, when Sonia cuddled her close and stroked her hair, gently.Maya shivered at first, fearing that Sonia was about to hurt her, but then she let herself enjoy her touch. She was very tender, petting her and caressing her.“Thank you, Miss,” Maya said, a little choked from emotion.“That’s alright, silly. You were a very nice foot girl for me last night. You even knew you should smell and kiss to finish the day. I think it won’t take long to train you into the perfect slave I. I remember tucking him into his bed in the winter! He was now growing up to be a tall, charming and very handsome young man! I don’t think that he had a girlfriend at that stage. As far as I was aware he was still quite happy messing around with his mates. I said something to him about his bike, and he said he hadn't got a clue how to fix it, and that he would have to wait until his dad got home that night. He went on to say it was a shame, because all his mates were cycling out to Wallasea. He washed us off and put rubbing alcohol on us afterwards.The second focus was humiliation. As you may have guessed, we were pretty used to being exposed in public and teased. Lazy bitch humiliation was never subtle.Mike’s idea of typical humiliation might be to write something dirty on our assholes that our tricks would see when we pull our skirts off for them. We’d have to explain it and they’d usually have a good laugh.As a Lazy Bitch, Mike would take us to a rest stop in very skimpy tops.