She let it fall off her shoulders, revealing her lacy black bra, scooped low, stopping just above her nipples, showing plenty of tempting cleavage. Sh... turned so that Karen could see her remove it in profile."Don't you love this bra?" she asked softly."I love what's in it," Karen murmured.The black girl watched mesmerized as Laura reached both hands behind her back and unclasped her bra. Slowly she peeled the straps forward, letting the thin shoulder strings slip off. The bra slid down her arms. Frustrated I stuffed my penis back into my pants and I headed off down another path. Eventually the Path took me to a truck stop on the side of the highway a couple miles away from my house. I had to pee so I decided I would go in to relive my self and to warm up a little bit. I had never been in a truck stop and expected it to be a dark smelly redneck filled dump but was surprised to find that it was actually a very nice and clean place. I walked into the bathrooms to find a very modern. He knew that itwould be far less concentrated work than a formal dinner, it could bespread out, but was dismayed to hear that around twenty people hadbeen invited."I'm afraid that you will be on your feet for quite a long timetonight," Lucy told him. "It's just unfortunate but I want you inyour lilac uniform and heels. If you don't act as if you areenjoying the evening, or I see you not in your heels be warned, Iwill make it your 'coming out' party. I'll tell everyone who youare.Maids at. Once we were married, she'd become a the newest slut, elevated to that august position, and privy to all the secrets. She was eagerly awaiting that day. And so was I. On our wedding night, Master had already promised that he and Mistress would spend it with us, fucking us the whole night through."Violet!"I whirled and smile to see my lovely bride-to-be briskly walking to me in her maid's outfit. She was sixteen now, but would forever look like immature and fourteen, never aging like the rest of.