Sad again. I asked her what is she doing here alone? She said she wanted some time for herself so she came to the mall. I asked her what has happened ...o her from a few days. At that time she saw the lingerie bag in my hand.C- Did you buy lingerie?Me- No no, it is just a bag (I got scared as she will tell to my mom)C- Show me. (and she pulled it) Wow, this is so sexy. I like the color too.Me- Really or are you just bluffing?C- No no, it is very nice. For whom did you buy it?Me- For my. This was yet another change in their routine.Harold's erectile problems had continued when he went back to Marcy. Seizing the opportunity, she had added a few variations. First, she had doubled the dose of Viagra in his morning coffee. Second, she didn't strip down now. Harold did. She wore a lot of leather things and carried a whip and a paddle, part of her standard hooker gear.When Harold was naked, he kneeled at her feet, licking her boots until he was hard. That took a long time, sometimes,. She wanted it harder. Faster. She wasn't looking for a lovemaking session, she wanted a hardcore, hair pulling fuck."Look at you, desperate bitch. You want this cock so bad you're complaining. Shut the fuck up."And another pang of pleasure and pain shot down her spine as his hand came across her face. It wasn't too hard of a slap, but enough to keep the girl submissive. Hips shook as her pussy dampened even more, her teeth now grazing on her bottom lip as she shoved her hips forward. She would. I had lofty dreams andexpectations for it.Finally the big day came. As I left for school, Momma and Daddy saidtheir goodbyes. They would be leaving while I was at school and would notreturn until sometime late Sunday. Perfect! I had a couple of hours afterschool to get ready and the rest of the weekend to enjoy my womanhood.Rushing home after school, I quickly got a shower and used the hairremover I had bought earlier that week. I could never get over how badthat stuff smelled but I loved how.