She liked that and her tone of voice became more dominant. She said that’s good, slave. Then she used an old pair of pantyhose to cover my face, wit... just a while so I could have my mouth and nose out. She put some leather restrainer on my wrists and ankles. It was heavy and cold, I liked the feeling!She made me kiss her legs, feet... soft easy foreplays. Suddenly she ordered le on my back and almost sat on my face, telling le to kiss her butt. I did with great pleasure as her butt cheeks were. In fact, I think it may be just barely older than me," I replied.Tif just nodded and said, "May be."Just then, Kat walked in, moping."Hey, Kat. What's wrong?" I asked, holding out an arm, inviting her to sit next to the fireplace with Laura and me."Oh... it's my parents. They're still visiting relatives in Finland, and won't be back for another couple of weeks. This is the first Christmas they haven't been around," she said, a bit depressed.I struggled to keep from grinning, and barely. “She is right, you know.” “Don’t side with her, babe.” Ewww, hearing her say' babe' makes me want to throw up. Suddenly, my mom’s phone rings and she immediately picks it up. Usually a phone call this late meant that something’s wrong. She’s the manager of this 24/7 grocery store, and the few times that she was called at night was almost always about a robbery. “Again?” She sighed as she hung up her phone. “I have to go,” she said as she stood up and started to grab her things. John followed. He leaned back in his chair, obviously feeling uncomfortable with my anger. I added to this by leaning over his desk and putting both of my hands on top of it. ‘If you think that I’m lazy and incompetent then maybe you need to find out what it’s like around here when you hire somebody who doesn’t have a clue how to handle my job.’ ‘I…If you think for one second that your g-going to talk to m-me like that,’ my boss stuttered as he failed to put together a coherent sentence. ‘I’ll talk to you.