"She started writhing as I mocked her. My fingers were fucking her as I held her hips in place. Her ankles still bound by her jeans and panties."But y...u aren't a good little girl at all are you Jennifer?" No sir." What are you really, Jennifer?" A ... a slut , sir."Well, I was not expecting that at all. I was expecting her to say that she was a 'bad little girl' or something. But instead she introduced the 's' word. Okay. She called herself a slut. Wow.I laughed at her as she responded to my. The mirrorin the middle was actually a two-way mirror so that someone hiding inside couldget a full view of what's happening on the bed. I stood with Sam right in frontof that mirror. By this time she had down more than half of the brandy I gaveher, without noticing that I wasn't drinking any. "You want more?" Iasked. "No, I'm fine, thanks," she answered in an obviously morerelaxed tone. Perhaps the drug in the brandy was already working. She smiledwhen she noticed me staring at her breasts.. In all my life I had two dates, count ’em one, two. Even then I barely said two words the whole night. For all my strength and masculinity, a 5’and change dainty little thing could render me helpless! When she sat down and looked at me still stupidly standing by the open door, she giggled and patted the seat next to her at the small table in my kitchen. I shuffled over and sat suddenly entranced by the wood grains in the table top. She daintily cleared her throat and said ‘Well shall I begin. Saturday, 8:32 AM—[email protected] one,I enjoyed last night immensely. The food was passé, but the company was superb.Do you wish a ride to the parking area? I have a car and the taxi service will be flooded. In any event, I look forward to seeing you in a long dress. I think my tux looks quite dashing, so I can be your arm candy.MGSaturday, 8:51 AM—[email protected],Sweet talker. Are you trying to sweep me off my feet? Comments like that will make me blush, behind my.