I returned with a glass of wine for Her and a lite beer for me. She sent me back to the kitchen because I didn’t use the serving tray She had laid ...n the counter. She said that a proper submissive sissy should know how to be a good hostess and serve Her Mistress properly. I returned and put the drinks on the tray. I was really nervous about carrying that tray with those high heels on. My calves ached bad already and I was not steady at all. It took great concentration but I was able to. "I know a place," he responded.Their bodies had to be untangled to get out of the booth. As Jean slid out and stood up, she noticed that several black men in Club Iridium were looking at her. To think that these black men found her hot and sexy made her even more excited and started another gush of wetness in her cunt. Mark took her and hand and led her out of the club and out to the parking lot. Jean was surprised when Marked walked up to a long, black limousine and opened the door."Get in!". A nightmare I did not plan on reliving any time soon. So when Hilda had asked me to write her boyfriends cell mate I didn’t see the harm. I was single and I didn’t really have anyone to talk to. I had just broken up with Ryan and moved home to live with my parents. His letters had gotten me through some dark months in my life. I had then saved up some money and moved to Georgia and we had continued to write to each other while I kept him up to date on how my new life was going. Then I had come. I didn’t think she was.“Can I go now?” Jessica pleaded.“No, where is he?” I demanded with all the force I expected out of myself after today. The yellow on my wrist was at least still higher than all of the red in the room.“He was with Principal Chavez rounding up anyone who didn’t make it to school today,” Jessica shrugged, “He’s probably in the gym by now.”“Go, but you don’t communicate with anyone what we talked about,” Lisa compelled. Jessica smiled, brightly. She was gorgeous. She wasn’t.