One moment it wasn't there. The next it was. An indefinable presence which Kristy could not identify, but which grew stronger by the moment. Both a be...koning and an overwhelming urge, it quickly wafted through her like smoke curling into each and every crack and crevice, invading, permeating.Shari noticed the strange expression on her friend's face."Are you OK?" I... I..." Kristy, what is it?" ... I... don't... know... I..." Kristy, are you feeling all right?"The strange sensation swept over. Her tits were nice and firm, standing out proudly in youthful defiance of gravity and tipped with puffy nipples that were nearly jet black. I reached over and took one nipple between my fingers and gave it a cruel twist. "Very nice." She kept her gaze locked on the floor while I played with her tits, refusing to look at me. "Get down on your knees", I told her and gently pushed down on her shoulder.I could see the anger in her brothers face as I instructed her to pull down my underwear and to. . Mistress wants, of course!” Dick stammered nervously, perhaps afraid that I really would sodomize him or something.Sure, maybe if he lost a ton of body hair ... and got a lot prettier in general. In the meantime, it amused me to make the bulk of his sexual gratification come from buggering another dude. I might not own him outright, but I had plenty of control and influence over his fate and future. I was a little busy enjoying my mother, sister, and her mother. I might expand from there to. ‘I have to take something over to Mrs. Tillman’s.’ ‘How about coming down after?’ Eddie said. ‘Jeez, we hardly ever hang out any more!’ ‘Sorry,’ Bobby said. ‘After that, I have other things I have to do. Maybe tomorrow.’ The bell rang and they headed for class. Lois arrived home from school, went to the kitchen and put some water on the stove to heat. A cup of hot chocolate would be nice. ‘Maybe Bobby would like a cup, too,’ she thought. Actually, the pretty teacher mused, she needed a drink. A.