I knew my parents had called the almost dorky 28 year old from down the block to come watch me, he was so lame. I hoped my parade I was about to put o... made my parents feel foolish. I checked the mirror one last time. The nightgown was definitely too small, the thin fabric did little to cover my erect nipples and the bottom came only to several inches above my knees. I think it was supposed to come to about an inch or two under, but who knows. My piggy tails were a perfect touch to my ensemble.. Aahhhhhhh... !” as she went rigid, and then collapsed on the bed.I continued to lick her while she recovered. When she was breathing better, I started on her again, and brought her to another orgasm. I continued to lick up her fluids as she recovered. By now my face and beard were wet with her juices. When she was finally able to speak again. She begged me, “Master, please no more for now. I fear, I will die of happiness,” but she stopped there before asking another question in fear. “What will. Is anything wrong?’ ‘No, I’m fine. Just got a bit carried away and forgot how much the morning after hurts. It won’t happen again.’ ‘Okay, but if there is anything bothering you, you know you can talk to me and I’ll do what I can to help. Feel free to stay until you feel vaguely human again, and I will expect you back in work tomorrow.’ ‘Thanks again,’ I muttered as they left me. Alone with my thoughts again, I knew I couldn’t talk to Mark about this, but I didn’t know if talking would help me. His wasn't a retail store. There were never crowds pushing to enter a bail bond office. Just like there weren't crowds to enter my office either. I still wasn't sure what to call my business."Hey Lucas, how's it going," I asked from the door."Come on in Maxine." I walked past Marge with a pleasant smile. Lucas would not know, from our actions, that we had spent most of the night together but slept very little."So have you heard anything yet?" I asked."Just that you have one of the most highly.