If it hadn’t been for her smile, who knows what I would have done, but it allowed me to snap out of it and realise how ridiculous it all was. Here w... were, four schoolgirls in a yard, and one of us was acting like an empress. Worse, silly me, I was acting like her handmaiden, and liking it.For the remainder of the day I managed to pay attention during class, though now and then my mind would wonder to Fiona again, and I started incorporating that imagery into my fantasies: me as the slave girl,. Started when I was watching her get ready for school one day, and she was now wearing thongs under her uniform, and multiple times went with no bra… I know it’s wrong, but I began to fantasize about fucking her. Many a morning I would watch her get dressed, while I slowly, secretly stroked my swollen cock as she did. I wanted to be going down on her, making her cum, and let’s be honest, I wanted to.fuck her. I fantasized over this for years, of being with her, cumming inside her breeding her…. She had been forced to be a source, She was not an operative in any real sense. I thought I could get away with that one. Blevins had never been an operative. He was also about to retire. I had a feeling he might like a little something to keep his mind active after he pulled the pin.God knows I knew where to find a star struck computer geek. If it came down to who knew what, where, and when, then I needed my own geek. I wondered how Sylvia would feel about doing the geek, if it came to that.. We had 3i to ourselves and began with a long but chaste hug. She had brought her cellphone charger and plugged it in. She had been on the phone with Ron for almost two hours this morning. He had promised to call tomorrow. Then we sat on the living room sofa listening to romantic music on the sound system. I had an arm around her and she was leaning her head onto my shoulder. Occasionally we shared soft kisses but mostly we just cuddled together. After about half an hour she said that she.