" "Thanks Mr. Johnson." "Oh hey Katie" said Steve "Once you're done in there come back for a second I have to ask you a quick question" "A...right...but who are you?" "My name's Steve honey now go and take care of your business and hurry back" "Steve, you can't go through with this...that girl is only 12 years old I've known her practically her whole life she's a sweet girl you can't do this to her." "She's 12 really? I would've guess younger haha. And stop being such a. And as I gained confidence, I became more and more brazen, more and more forward in displaying my charms for men and communicating to them the exquisite pleasures I might provide them, either through verbal description or through the wordless moans of a desperate slave girl seeking the dominating touch of a master. While some of this performance was an act, some of it was real - I did want to be taken and dominated, not just because that would improve my standing among the slaves, but also. She knew I loved seeing her like that.She thought we were going to stay home but I had other ideas. I told her we were going out to dinner first. Then we would have sex after. She told me that she would have to go back up stairs and redo her makeup but I convinced her not to. I reminded her it's my birthday and you said what ever I wanted. She said I guess I did. So we left.During dinner we had a few glasses of wine, we were both feeling a little horny. After dinner I suggested we head for the. There were plenty of guys in the bar trying to chat them up but the group soon frightened them away. When they’d all had enough and decided to call it a day Britney told them she asked me to drop them all off home. I’d got to know her a bit through her dad and was only too happy to be the taxi, hoping all the time I’d get a chance of getting in Britney’s panties. They were all virtually legless when the fresh air hit them but I managed to load them all in, getting a few sly gropes as I did so.I.