Sheread a series of interviews on the art of domination.It was at the library that she fell off the wagon. Billy Bailey, thequarterback, was there one...day, and he threw a paper airplane at her. Shethrew it back. They started laughing and joking. Doesn't it always startthat way with teenagers?He touched her on the hand. She let his hand lay there. They looked ateach other for a long moment.Finally, he said something about needing a book. He walked through thetall shelves of books. She followed. The people around them were taking notice of what seemed to be a verbal fight taking place between a jock and a new girl dressed in all black. “I got it in a fight,” he hedged. “Who were you fighting John? Why were you fighting him?” “I was fighting her brother,” he replied gesturing to Liz, who was now standing a couple inches behind Sar-Rah watching the exchange in amusement. He tried to completely ignore the second question. “I asked why you fighting him John,” Sar-Rah asked in that flat,. Nikki obeyed her husband, intent on being a good wife.Nikki sucked John's cock and let him fuck her, however he wished. John indulged himself in fucking Nikki, using every one of her holes. Nothing was off-limits. John used Nikki's mouth, pussy, and ass, as he pleased. To John, Nikki was nothing more than a cum dump.John had given Nikki a butt plug and ordered her to use it, while he went off to work. This was to stretch her asshole open, for easier access. John took pleasure in knowing. Ray found the house and minder duties almost liberating; no financial responsibilities to fret over and a juicy Lucy to spice things up. But he would cover his duties meticulously and give Rita no room for complaint.When Rita was home he would mostly busy himself in the garden or the garage to give Janet time with her mother. But Janet wasn't over eager for her Mom's company. In fact the girl seemed seek him out and watch what he was doing and asking him things. They became friends; because in.