If we are invitedout, you will be Emily. If we have company, you will be Emily. Youcan't go anywhere, or do anything, unless you are dressed as Emily....I sat there, wanting to be Emily for three whole weeks, but what aboutChristmas? My Grandparents? My Aunts and Uncles!"If you go change clothes right now, I will assume that you accept myrules."Mom and Claire sat there waiting for a reaction. They had hoped that Imight see how hard it would be and relent, but I got up and went to myroom and sat. I next heard a swishing sound as she moved her left leg onto the table, thrusting her crotch downward towards my hooded face. ‘Open your mouth slave. Wide. Or I’ll tie it open,’ Mistress D. said sharply to me. As I complied with her order, I opened wide in anticipation of what was to come. She reached between her legs, now unzipping the crotch area of her black leather cat suit. My head still spinning wildly, in my minds eye I could see her hardening cock and her balls fall out and down, close. We started to kiss, hard and long. My hands sense the slim waist of the beautiful woman as hertongue passed my lips groping for my very own. We kissed passionately, for what seemed like ages,and then she slid the skirt down her legs stepping out of it with just her panties and container top inthe real method of sheer delight. My trousers fell down.What...by themselves? I remembered the ghosts suddenly; these were still here and may spoilevery-thing. Tania didn’t notice the truth my trousers. " I know," I followed up, "I may have to move out soon myself."I wasn't lying. I had no job, and the money I had saved up was being spent at an unsustainable clip. Without a job, I would need to find a cheaper place to live.Javier finished his cigarette and flicked it into the grass. "Should we put this in the fridge?" Javier asked, picking up the plate of food. "Sure," I replied, knowing full well why we were going inside.Javier placed the plate on the kitchen counter and followed me to my.