We’re about the same height and it felt so good to kiss her as she pushed against me from head to toe.I pulled her over to my bed and then we sat si...e by side, still holding onto each other. Barbara turned and pushed me down on my back, then fell over me, my feet on the floor and her long skirt draped over my knees.“Pat and Josh wanted me to turn the lights on so they could see. I didn’t want them to see me naked with you. I want you all to myself, tonight. I want to get naked with you and take. I came to know she was an MBA student and was traveling to her home. We then introduced each other, while the uncle on the side went into depression on the lost opportunity. Never waste time thinking too much to initiate conversation.That way you just increase the burden of arriving at yet more perfect pick-up line. Be observant, be politeand be public and confident of what you speak. It was about 6 hours journey and believe me, we talked and talked for 5 fucking continuous hours (I couldn’t. Ishtar walked along the line of girls with a riding crop in her hands, on the lookout for laziness. If any of them displeased her, she’d give them a hard smack on the ass. “Thank you, Mistress!” they’d say through their gags. The girls had to remain conscious and keep their limbs raised while suffering this sexual torture for up to six hours a day. Though, calling it torture wasn’t quite accurate, as they all loved it. Over the course of five years, Ishtar had turned them into desperate. I would have to effectively be her. That seemed to provethat I would become more and more like her over time.All the more reason to finish of this favour and get back into my ownshape again; put this behind me with a shiver of relief.I took the bus home to Pam?s flat, wishing I could instead go back to myown far nicer house. No such luck. And truth be told, I was lookingforward to getting back in there. It did felt like home to me now.Rose?s house, in my memory, seemed like? somebody?s else?s.