“It was sexy,” Simone seemed thrilled by the whole thing.“It was, wasn’t it?” agreed the girl. “We’ve never done it with someone else be...ore. I’m Patsy by the way, and this is Derek.”“I’m Paul, this is my wife Lisa and this is Simone.” I couldn’t describe our schoolgirl’s relationship with us, so I didn’t try. Patsy was seriously sexy, in a miniskirt and short tee that showed a lovely flat tummy below her good-sized tits. Good face. Though the really sexy thing about her was her attitude.I took. She flushed a very bright, red color. Apparently, this was going to be my first initiation where the girl had no idea what to expect. Her mother closed the door gently as soon as the girl stepped through the entry. Even she looked a little surprised.I debated whether I should tell her what to expect right here or wait until we were well on our way in the coach. The rapidity of the door closing suggested the mother didn't want to face her own daughter until it was all over.Entering the coach she. "Please meet my name, slave."Paula's eyes widened in disbelief. "Rebecca, I thought you said you weren't into that stuff?" I wasn't," Rebecca said blushing. "But there was something about Mistress, that made me want to serve her."Tracy looked at Kelly. "Do you want to be my slave? Since Paula and Laura have got their own?" No, thanks," Kelly replied."Damn, it feels like we are being left out now," Tracy joked.Paula shook her head. "Rebecca, I hope you know what you're getting yourself in for.". "I still wasn't totally convinced but she seemed so positive that I wentalong with her for now or until my next public exposure, I thought."I'll get dressed and we'll eat. Why don't you get me a glass of wine andset the table?" OK," I told her as I took a big swallow of beer and proceeded to getready to eat. My knees were still a little shaky and I had to sit for afew minutes and drink some more beer before starting dinner preparations.Although my stomach was still unsettled from the incident.