”“I have a lot to learn,” sighed Rachel.They strolled on stopping at some of the stalls selling fetish wear and accessories. A black mesh slave ...ollar with a yellow buckle caught Rachel’s eye.“Fancy making me your slave for the day to go with your Dog?”“It does match your hat,” said Bianca. She looked at Rachel and then at the collar. “I’ll take it and a name tag.”“Oh, so I have a name?”“Of course. You’re not a Dog.” Bianca picked out a pre-engraved silver tag and secured it to the collar.. Oh god they were so fucking hot he thought. At the door Laura looked back, catching him watching. Their eyes met and she gave him an embarrassed smile before continuing out.Like most teachers Kevin maintained generic letter of recommendation for occasions just like this. A few snips, some heartfelt words and presto, one letter of recommendation. Snatching the sheet from the printer Keith grabbed his keys and said out loud to the empty room “I am going home to fuck the hell out of my. 'Sure, come and stay the weekend', I replied innocently. Frida's eyes stared ahead, she was already thinking along those lines, and I noted her legs were gently rocking to and fro, something I did whenever my pussy ached.'Daddy, Frida wants to stay over this weekend'. He looked at me, 'Who's Frida', he queried?'Just a friend', was all I could think off, 'Her parents are OK about it', his eyes were focused on me?'She's like me', my voice tailed off, 'No mother, just a daddy', I sounded. Her mother shook her head and replied, “no sweetie I’m not blind, I guess I just didn’t want to admit I’m as weird as you.” And they both laughed. Nothing more was said over the next week, except for the fact that both mother and son had gotten themselves off thinking about the other that Saturday night. The following Friday night Darla had a slumber party at a friend’s house. It wasn’t often that Diana and Darren were alone in the house, but Darla’s group of friends was starting to have these.