"Mistress!"Standing before me with a smug grin, her eyes roam over my pussy lips, red and puffy from excitement, and my nipples which are stiffly poin...ing away from my body. Her long black leather coat glistenes in the light and, together with her dark hair that is pinned up in a tight bun, makes her look like a dark queen right out of a fantasy movie, and the black riding boots with their incredibly thin heels even underline that image and make me almost drool. Her index finger trails over my. "Depends on the tests," he said. "If I need to write you a prescription I'll have the nurse call you. In the meantime, get yourself a box of saltines. If you start feeling nauseous eat one or two. Sometimes it helps settle the stomach."So she peed in a little plastic cup, which was unsettling because it was so small and she got some on her hand. Then after the nurse made sure she had a good working phone number, she was told to go home. All in all she thought it was a pretty rinky dink. I was vaguely aware of Emily changing position, trying to get a better view for herself. Brenda always had this strong effect on my nervous system. She had this ability to shut a lot of my brain down, in a calming sort of way.I found myself able to focus only on her, and on what the two of us were doing. Once that happened, all of the rest of it just followed naturally. We may as well have been alone, for all it mattered to me that Emily was right there with us. Brenda seemed more animated than. ”“They are beautiful,” I said before leaning in to kiss and suck on her breasts. Like before she moaned with enjoyment. I stopped and looked her in the eye. “I think you’re enjoying it too.”Sarah smiled, “It does feel really good the way you do it.”“I think what I saved you from last Saturday was much more serious than just buying some beer. Wouldn’t you agree?”“Oh yes, Mr. Somerville, I really do, and I really want to thank you. If my dad had found me drunk I would have been in so much.