She looked up at me, "I was told that I am your first client." she said. She had an English accent which made me wonder what country this room was in...."Yes Miss." I said, I didn't know what I should call her. She stopped moving her hand and just held my cock. "You will address me as Mistress!" she said in an angry voice. I was frightened, "Yes Mistress." I said, trying not to sound scared and failed."Do you want me to make you cum?" she asked in an almost innocent voice. "Yes please." I said.. Entering the door I said ‘Here you go Cindy, here is your…’ I stopped speaking once I saw her. Cindy looked more sexy than ever, leaning back on my dining room table and smiling at me. Behind the table the sunlight shone through the large patio doors, and shone around he, emphasizing her young, curvy body. Her tight t-shirt accentuated the fullness of her breasts, and I could clearly see her nipples already hard under the thin fabric. Her short skirt gently swayed against her soft thighs as if. "Peter, we'll be in the kitchen so you can have some space.If you need us, just call us!"I opened the book. I knew it very well because I helped my parentsputting it together and printing all the pictures from the files I had onmy cloud storage. There were family pictures from when my sister and Iwere born to just a month back, and I had seen them just before leavingfor my holiday.I skipped the first few years and I went to find the high schoolpictures. In a mind-bending twist, wherever I. I just had to make the best of my time with him and pray we didn’t get into any major scraps.On the bus ride to school, Paul very excitedly told me about some of the new bass guitar riffs he was finally able to play last night after struggling with them for so long. I just smiled at hearing his vivid descriptions of his new playing level. Paul, just like Cathy yesterday after school, didn’t seem to have a clue about anything we talked about or what I did for him and his sister. I wondered how I.