"No problem." What about us?" Melissa wanted to know. She took my hand and looked up at me a little shyly."Once Mom gets started, she won't pay much a...tention to us," I said. "So we can do whatever we want."Stu and Melissa looked at each other, then exchanged a quick kiss. "I can hardly wait," Melissa told me.It was a good dinner -- roast beef and potatoes, if I remember correctly -- but for the three of us it felt rather strained. My mother didn't seem to notice. She kept up a stream of chat. "How about tomorrow night we go eat some dinner together and then go clubbing? My treat."Pat knew it had reached the point where she needed to agree to keep the information conduit open. "Sure, Maria," she smiled at the larger woman. Love to." Pick you up at seven then. Wear a nice dress," Maria instructed. "I like my dates to look nice." Well, that really put it out in the open," Pat thought. She went into her apartment and made her routine call.The next night Pat dressed for her "date". She. I started shaking my head in meek protest, but Mistress Donnalust laughed at me and slapped my face again. She removed my vibrator andshoved the dildo into me. I screamed as she struggled to fill me with thegigantic monster. When she finally had it all the way in, she threw meonto the nearby sofa and jumped on me.She slapped my face several times before saying, "Now it is time for youto lick my asshole." She positioned me flat on my back, but I didn't knowwhat she expected with my gag locked. Really?" I ask. "All this doom and gloom because he didn't send mea Facebook message?" You're the one who, you know, drew attention to it," Lauren says."Michael messages me every night." You've been together since you were four," I retort."Fifteen, but still," Lauren says. "I know you're casual, which doesmean 'not serious', but I wonder just how 'not serious' Lee reckons youare." I open my mouth to reply, but I have to concede that the black-haired girl has a point- not many 'Cinderella'.