She left her room to check up on her mom. Her dad sat on the couch watching TV, but he was alone. She quietly sneaked to her mom’s room and listened... For a while she heard nothing. Then a familiar sigh emanated from behind the door. Brenda smiled. Good girl, mom. Next step. She went to her room, plopping herself in her desk chair and started texting. BW: Master? MB: Yes, pet? BW: ur thereBW: goodBW: Cn I make a vid request? MB: Explain. BW: I luv the vids on ur channel but every1 of them has an. His willie seemed huge, and as hard as a rock as he started to get very excited. He slapped me in the face with his rock hard willie and said “you like my cock don’t you slut boy?” I must have looked confused as I told him that I did not understand him. He proceeded to give me a break down of the names he used for various parts of my body, and his, and explained that whenever we were alone like this he would call me slut boy, and I was to call him Sir or master. Much of it still meant nothing. The dark eyes followed her like radar. "In a small place not too far. On the Common. It was recommended. Just me and my friend. We stay there every year for three, four weeks. For the Stella, then for Wimbledon."And her total height above the table, including her breasts, would have to be ... get out of the damned way, Lewis ... about fifteen inches. Maybe sixteen..."Your friend?" Girlfriend. Sally Doubleday." Miss Nakashita had obviously chosen her lover for the reason that her name ought to. Slowly they examined her from head to toe, as shestood before them in silence.Erica wore a tea length pink taffeta gown with thin, clear spaghettistraps. The bodice hugged her tightly giving her the shape of a youngwoman several years older than her age if 16. She had on two inch opentoed, pink heels that were color-matched to her gown and showed off herpretty French-tipped toenails. She was wearing a mother of pearlnecklace with faux-diamond earrings that projected brilliant flashes.