What a bunch of sluts, but at least your clean now so you don't have to worry about being naked on stage. Now get back to the change rooms. We still g...t make up and costumes to put on.A bit sad I turned off the water and together we walked to the change room. My homeroom teacher was there and she had a makeup kit waiting. We all sat down and had our makeup done. Nothing big she said just enough so we look good in the camera. She said a lot of men ware make up when they go on TV. She just. Your room is this way. Like I said. You may stay here for (pregnant pause) a while. Until we can figure out our next move” He grabs the pull strap on my hockey bag and the large duffle. I stack a few more bags on it as it rolls past me; then grab the remainingand follow behind. Satisfied the small rolling tower won’t fall. I can’t help but wonder if he suspects the military bag is half full of leather fetish clothes my mother bought for me to “entertain” her guests and act as a waitress. I. Your master, RayFriday.Master Ray,I am so sorry Master, you must think me even more useless than before, I could not help myself in asking to try the toys, last night I fell asleep looking at then laid on my pillow; they dominated my dreams, but I never used them and I am ashamed to say were absolutely delightful. I am counting the hours till I set off to meet my lord and master.Just so you know master I have deliberately avoided masturbating this week so as to be ready for whatever you demand. His chest was still hard, and he only had a little bit of a middle age spread. I, usually, was quick about my assessment when the wife was around, but when she was absent, I took my time. With my gloveless hand, I told him I need to check for any swellings or lumps, but I was, really, just using that excuse to run my hands over his body. I knew he knew what I was up to. I knew that he liked it, too. As I ran my hands over his chest, I could see a bulge under the covers every time I did it..