Dawn’s pussy clenched. “Question answered,” she thought.They had the living room picked up in a jiffy -- Dawn could have managed this just fine ...ithout any help. Jim thought about various pretexts he could use to stay longer.“Anything else, Dawn?”“Not really. I can take care of the dishes later, but, if you have a minute, I’d like the chance to talk to you a little bit before you go,” Dawn said.“Sure. What do you want to talk about?”“I’d like to get to know you a little bit better, for one. She reciprocated again, this time with a slight, mischievous smile. “It wasn’t even a good pun,” he said. “You laughed at your own bad pun.” He looked her over, up and down, and said, “You’re something else. You’re short, but you’re cute. And your smile is something else. I like it.”“It was a good pun. I did laugh. I am. It is. And I like you liking it. No. Like I said before,” She stepped closer. “Touch. Me. Here,” and with this she moved her hand down the side of her shirt and across the. Burns. Paul looked at him confused. "Paul, they are slaves. They have an unwavering obligation to be pleasing at all times. It doesn't matter whether you think it's their fault or not. If they don't please you, they are to be punished. Even if they did exactly what you told them to do, if they fail to please, they are to be punished. They are slaves."Paul nodded. "I'll take care of it later, sir."Mr. Burns turned to the still tearful Josie. "I know you are upset because of leaving Paul." He. “Do you want it?” I asked. “Yes,” Jessica pleaded. “Make me a woman.” Kristie intentionally cleared her throat. She as standing on the pool deck looking down at Jessica and myself. “Let’s go to the apartment,” Kristie said, putting on her bikini bottom. Jessica made her way to the side of the pool. I followed her out of the pool. We dressed and headed up to the apartment. As Kristie disappeared into the bathroom, I pressed myself against Jessica, pinning her to the wall, my hands pushing.