It was a surreal time for me, sitting there acting normal when all I could think about was the certainty that I was actually going to let Mister Jenni...gs fuck me.I was under no illusion that going out together meant anything other than he wanted to fuck my tight young pussy.His hand drifted to my leg during the drive back, and I let his fingers remain where they were, high on my thigh as we drove along. Mister Jennings was forced to change gear from time-to-time, but his hand always returned,. Quickly returning with the same mincing gait, he set the iced tea downon the table next to his Mistress and again curtseyed."Thank you, pet," she said and directed him to sit at her feet. He wasgrateful since kneeling on the brick-surfaced patio was quite painful,and he contentedly rested against her bare legs and watched the lovelysea as she drank her tea and continued to read her magazine.After ten or fifteen minutes, she ordered him to refill her tea and tobring his nail polish back with it.. ." I smiled at both and finished breakfast quickly, not reallysure if this was good or bad. "Well, I need to run, the bus will behere shortly! Bye Mom, bye Dad, see you after school then!"I jumped up, grabbed my bag and left the house. Nothing spectacularhappened during the drive to school, that usually lasted about 40minutes. I was just about to climb the stairs leading to the mainentrance, when I felt a tender touch on my left arm."Alan, wait a moment please..."Instantly I stopped, startled. But if you want to hide these from him that is fine with me. I won’t say anything to him if you want.” Amanda bowed her head, “Thank you Steph. I appreciate it.” They quickly unloaded the sex machines and brought them inside the house. “Well now that we these inside where are we going to hide them from Nate?” Steph asked. Amanda quickly pointed her chin to the door on the other side of the kitchen, “Well put them in there for now. That’s where they are going to go anyways.” Steph looked.