I focus on the ladies room. Only twenty steps to go. "Kyla!" a deep voice calls my name and I keep my head down. I’m doomed, trying to pretend in th... quiet hall that I didn't hear my name. "Kyla, how are you doing?" Pressing my legs together trying to smother my screaming pussy, thumping her indignation, I turn slowly and plaster my usual smile on my face. "John! I didn't know you were coming into town this week." I lean forward and give him my customary hug and smile. "I thought you were. Suddenly you stand up and turn to face me, and I wonder if I’ve upset you somehow, whether I’d moved too fast, or maybe you aren’t in the mood, but as I open my mouth to ask you if you are okay, you place a finger against my lips and smile, then motion for me to pivot my legs and sit straddling the bench. You slip both thumbs into the waistband of your panties, slide them down your beautiful legs to the floor, and in one graceful motion you pull your t-shirt off and over your head and stand. Opening the door, Sierra surveyed the room, but noticed nothing out of the ordinary, so she walked to her mother's large dresser and pulled open the drawer. Nothing but clothes. The second and third drawers produced the same uninteresting result, but in the bottom drawer she found Cathy's collection of videotapes, the majority of which were now extreme lesbian sadomasochistic scenes of bondage and discipline including torture and rape.Sierra's eyes grew wide with astonishment and fear as she. ” Jeannie frowned for a moment as she realized another bout of sex wasn’t immediately forthcoming. “What is a pizza?”Tony laughed. “Dinner! I’m starving. Are you hungry? Do genies even get hungry?”She nodded. “Yes, Master, we have all the same feelings as other people, but ours are magnified by what our masters feel. When you are happy, we are very happy. When you are sad, we are very sad.”Tony pulled on his briefs and then pulled a pair of shorts from the dresser. “So earlier, when you were.