"Jamie girl, do youtrust me?" Oh yes, Miss Fiona, of course I trust you." Then my pretty little sissy, you should know that I would not tell youto do ...nything that would be bad for you. I am your mistress now and thatmeans I have to look after you. It also means that you need to trust andobey me. Do you understand?"Mistress! My eyes opened wide as I thought about that word and what itmeant. I was already devoted to Fiona but this would take everything to anew level. Fiona was my mistress, she. Seeing that she was very tall and had just begun getting tits, it didn’t take much to figure out that she was one of the thirteen-year-olds a few grades ahead.“Mandy,” I said as I pulled up her biking shorts. “Why don’t you worry about tying your shoes instead? If you still want to discuss it after class, Coach Kimber and I will talk to you about it then.”“But, I had to get naked, and they didn’t. It isn’t fair,” Mandy whined.One of the girls that went to change came over to Mandy, pulled down. It's OK. Whatever happens is fine." And what should I wear?" Well I'd like to see some of your mothers or sisters things. If I see anything I like, we could swap something. I'm sure I'll have something in your size. You could bring something in your bag and if you feel like it, model it for me later. I'd like that very much. I finish work at 8 most shifts so maybe after 9 one night? Or a morning would also work for me or one of my days off."I thought about this message and decided I had enough. His towering presence wasenough to make me start to cry as I remembered all the horrible thingsthat he used to do to me when we were younger."Aww, little Ally is going to cry?" he said mockingly as he looked atthe tears that began to stream down my face. "Don't worry, you'll behappy to be reunited with me soon enough." He sat back down behind myold desk and began to explain what he had been doing for the past twodecades. "You see, after you left I discovered that I had the ability toconvince.