This is my girlfriend, who you will refer to as ‘miss.’ We have an announcement to make.”Master has a girlfriend? Neither of us knew, but I supp...se we are not privy to all information about his private life. Still, it hurts. At least it hurts me. Miss speaks. “I have great news for the both of you. I will be choosing one of you to be my slave. We will stay here, as I am moving in with your master. But you will serve only me… and your fellow slave.”I swallow. My sister slave and I exchange a. Mallory?” she wondered, is he referring to my breasts? Of course, he is.She jerked with a start as “Ms. Speaks. Oh I ... I didn’t mean to startle you,” came from the boy standing suddenly beside her desk.Her voice was tight as she said, “You didn’t Malcolm. I was wrapped up in a difficult calculus problem.” JESUS, my panties are soaked. Why did he have to come here TODAY? “Sit there,” indicating a chair in front of her desk.“So,” she said, trying to segue into some kind of comfortable dialogue,. . for a gangster." Yeah." They'd certainly sweeten the pot here. But Mr. Phillips..." Yeah." It won't hurt to ask. Just make it clear it's just a suggestion, nothing you want to push." I'll start with that." Or if Jerry Bremer's such a charmer, maybe we could set up a meeting; let Mr. Phillips feel him out." Wouldn't that be presumptuous?" You don't think Mr. Phillips is strong enough to tell the gangster to fuck off?" They laughed."Maybe not a good idea. Phil's a bear, but I can't imagine. I would finally get to feel Ryan’s dick enclosed in my hand’s caressing palm.Already firm and eager, Ryan’s cock felt smoother and warmer than I had even imagined in my fantasies. Finally letting months of pent up sexual tension wash over us, Ryan and I stroked each other’s cocks with zeal and exuberance. I felt the weight of Ryan’s pelvis grind into mine as he got on top of me and whispered in my ear: “God, you’re so fucking hard right now.”I allowed myself to surrender to the moment as Ryan.