Master keeps a thick rug in the front hallway for me, and that is where I stop. I pile my uniform neatly to one side, as I will wash it later, laundr... being one of my chores. The heavy black leather belt that is part of my uniform goes on a hook by the door. It is the first thing I take off after arriving, and the last thing I put on before leaving. The fact that it hangs there is symbolic of my surrender, and also of Master's very real willingness to use it on me, if my behavior warrants. . Is that not real enough?" he asks, holding my hand. "No, because I am the only one who sees you, who can feel your touch, and who can hear you." "How can I prove to you that I am real?" "I don't know." The ride home is quiet. When I park my car, he vanishes. I look up at my bedroom window and see him staring out at me. I sigh, walking inside the house and up the stairs to my room. I take off my coat and throw it on the ground. I shed all my heavy clothes off until I am only in my underwear and. I was sure David would not want her to know an inkling of what he had got up to. Knowing her temper, had she heard what David had said, he would be a dead man – or at least seriously hurt – if she discovered there were even one large breasted girl, let alone two.“What are you lot talking about, it must have been pretty exciting from David’s arm movements?” Merry asked us.“Oh, not much,” Peter replied. “David was telling some bullshit stories about fishing and the ones he almost caught up in the. At that time she wore the uniform of a shirt on the top and skirt in below.So her boobs show.I watch her boobs while she bent down. So I decided to love her and romance with her. I started to see her nude when she is bathing at the window of the bathroom. I started to masturbate so many times in a day of thinking of her boobs.My heart is also growing love on her like her boobs growing. I am unable to control my feelings when I see her boobs.After a few months, her boobs got big as the size of.