.I forgot my swim clothes. Normally I wore a shirt and gym shorts that were light to swim in to hide my body. Upset, I looked around the house to see ...f I could wear something else when I found one of my cousins bikini's she left. I will never forget how skimpy it looked, an all black top with low cut cups and a thong bottom. Shocked I couldn't believe she left this hear. Looking at the bikini it was that, or walk a long way back to get my clothes. I thought about it for a sec then thought. He was bending over his laptop. His back toward me, attaching the cable from his digital camera, with which he had just taken several pictures of me with my hand up my cunt–something which I frankly said was impossible, but changed my mind when he showed me photographs of other women doing so, declared that what anyone else could do I could do, and asked if I wanted him to have Jefferson help open me up. The shots had been from the neck down. ‘There,’ he said, straightening and turning. ‘He’ll. She was not going to have my dick and balls removed, that was a little joke of hers that she plays on all the new maids. We all just play along with her and afterwards talk about how the maid responded to the threat. I must say you did not have much of a reaction that could be noticed. I told Monica that the Mistress scared the hell out of me when she said that. Well you hid it well, now let's go see the Mistress. As we walked toward the Mistress's office I was feeling so girly and sexy in my. At 14 (a birthday which had been forgotten), I was nevertheless rather shy and not sure of myself. Too skinny and complexed about my body and yet small breasts, I had messed around a little with friends from school, but tended to prefer my bedroom and my hands to whatever it was they could do to me. I had been invited to go to a recording in order to help a band finish their CD, a real honour for me. I wasn’t a great musician or anything, it just happened that I was able both to play the violin.