” “Marg love, I haven’t seen my lovely boy for three weeks and when I heard there was going to be a coffee party, I invited myself in. The kids ...re in the kitchen getting things ready. Come in and make yourselves comfy, they won’t be a minute.” Sarah and Elaine served the coffee all round keeping up a steady chatter to shut Margot out. They had taken in the extreme discomfort that Robert seemed to be in, as well as the mounting frustration evident in Margot. “It’s probably as well that you are. "There was no snooze button. No way to ignore its command to me. No way forme to believe this had been a little girlish fantasy dream I was justawakening from.Instead, 'eyes wide open', in my small room, I was to be a submissivegirl, slut, whatever they wanted. Whoever and how many 'they' were I wouldbe theirs. (I am not going to bore you with all the rules in the book etc. Instead Iwill let you know sometimes when I am abiding by one particular rule orwhen I am being punished for not. ”Her crude talk always turns me on, and I gladly laid back on the bed as she removed her Lycra outfit. She then came up and straddled my face with her muscular, sweaty thighs, and I was almost overwhelmed with the pleasant, yet strong aroma of her hairy and sweaty crotch. Just as happened in Sacramento, she sometimes tasted differently, and her juices were periodically a little thicker. I had learned to love tasting and swallowing her fluids and was always anxious to suck on her hairy. “Can I use the bathroom? I’m going to wet my panties.” Claire asked. “Sure honey, “ Lilly chimed in. “ it’s down the hall. Here, I’ll show you.” Lilly took Claire by the hand and led her down the hall. I was nonplused. Lilly came back and after a minute. “Phew, just made it!” Claire exclaimed, ‘I gotta’ go. My mom will be home soon. Will you walk me home Sam?” “Sure, Claire.” “Claire come over for dinner tomorrow. I’ll make lasagna.” “OK, sure.” “Around 7, OK?” I knew the lasagna was a lesbian.