‘Well, slaves, none of you have done well at all. All these crappy shirts have been torn. You have all let down your mistress.’I knew my shirt col...ar was OK, so I must have won!‘However one of you dickheads has to win. The decision is that Mistress Chrissie’s slave has the best shirt and tie. We will now award him his prize of ciggies and dregs.’With that, they all let fly and the poor guy got covered. His shirt collar disappeared in a flurry of cigarette butts pressed on to it. His tie,. We were both sweating a lot, Sara got off me and got on all fours on top of the bed, she had a great ass, what a view , I started to do her doggy style and before I knew it she was coming for a second time, she laid flat on her stomach with her ass up in the air, I kept on pumping and pumping , Sara was moaning and moaning ,finally I pulled out of her and finished all over back. We both laid there for some time just staring and touching each other, we slept naked in each other’s arms that. ." He opened his mouth."Yeah, you do." I laughed, holding his arm tight and moving through the club, weaving between half-drunk college kids towards the doors."You're fuckin' with me, right?" He asked loudly as the music picked up again, the deep bass rumbling through my tummy."Pretty soon." I promised. "You ever had a black girl?" No." He shook his handsome blond head and his bright blue eyes were gorgeous. "I never..." You know what they say, once you go black, you'll never go back." I. ..a watch for his birthday?...just get a pizza! I don't...Maybe coming to the mall was a mistake, Amy thought to herself as the cacophony started to give her a headache, but then she noticed that when she focused her attention on one voice in the crowd at a time, the other voices got quieter. Proud of herself for discovering a new aspect of her mind-reading powers, Amy began to make her way through the crowd, excitedly listening in on the thoughts of all of the people she passed.Twenty minutes.