.I..." Rebecca struggled to speak as tears ran down her eyes. "I'm just your slave...you shouldn't be this nice to me." I may be a rough Mistress, but...I'm not heartless by any means." But what about the two-week trial?" Rebecca asked. "What happens if you learn something about me that you don't like and kick me out in two weeks?" I doubt that," Laura replied. "You're thinking about negative scenarios right now because of your mindset." I'm sorry, Mistress." Don't apologies," Laura sighed.. Our car glass was dark. Nobody could see inside.First we hugged and kissed each other. Then he pressed my boobs over my blouse. I told him how many housewives have you fucked before. He was startled. I told him I know about you, my friend told me. You remember the one whom you fucked in her bedroom last Christmas when he r hubby was in business trip abroad. He didn’t answer. I said don’t worry just tell me. He said counting you five. Then I opened his shirt. He kissed my lips and neck and then. And finally I delved with my fingers at her wet bits. “Will you let me finger your bum?” I asked. Her reply was disappointing: “Oh sorry Alan, Tony says my bottom is only for him. He won't let anyone fuck me, and he won't let anyone near my bum-hole – its his rules I'm afraid!” I couldn't hide my dismay at this, but told her that was fine. Hell, I'd gotten a whole lot further than I ever had before. I shouldn't dwell on this set-back.It felt like the photo session was over, I thought I'd. “So what kind of drink do you prefer?” Tim asked from somewhere in reality and she smiled at him and said, “Wines are okay, but to be honest, rum or vodka mixed with energy drinks can have me feeling damn fine in under 30 minutes.” She heard herself respond before she thought that possibly this was not a good thing to tell the young man that was going to be sharing her home with her even when her husband and his father was out of town, sometimes even for weeks at a stretch! “I like the dark.