As I pulled into my drive, I looked over at her. I didn't know what was going to happen next but I knew I had to have her. We no sooner got the door t... the house closed; we were back in a most intimate embrace. As I kissed her, I pulled at her blouse and released it from her slacks. The buttons flew and soon she had my top pulled over my head. We were dropping clothes in the hallway on our way to my bedroom. We barely made it to my bed and all I had left on were a thigh high and panties. Andrea. I was shocked that he stopped me, even more shocked when he asked if I'd be his date for the after party at the local sports bar and eatery. I was asked if he was serious, and agreed to be his date. That night we spent hours talking, catching up and laughing. At the end of the night he drove me home and walked me to the door. That weekend we exchanged a ton of text messages and went out to lunch after church on Sunday. At school we talked between classes and stole a couple kisses. All the girls. Seeing us the moment we came in, they immediately waved us over to join them. As they both stood in greeting, I couldn't help notice, and drool slightly over the way they both looked. Like Carol, Diane too looked hot as hell, her attire a bit unusual perhaps, wearing a black bow tie, much like mine, though she also had one what appeared to be a white satin bra, with nipple cut-outs, her gorgeous tits poking through, though that wasn't the only thing that was either. She wore bright red crotch. ”A word here about our society and the hierarchies within it. We almost never use surnames only first names and titles. At the top of society are the nobility who are always referred to as Lady this or Highness that. Below them are Mistresses like myself and always referred to as Mistress or Miss. I am always known as Mistress Christine. This gives a clear indication of my role and status in life. Below that come the craftswomen. They are all free either through birth or through being given.