" Right. Thank you sir." I think my voice impresses people. It's hard, but not loud. The british accent adds to the authoritative sound. "Have yo...rself a good day, then."He shook his head and walked back to his Impala. I stayed where I was as he drove away, then drove slowly home.I've been in tune with this 'girl' thing since I was eleven. My first girlfriend was fourteen, my first time was as awkward as everyone elses, but by the time she broke up with me, I could control her orgasm to. I then instructed the girls to stand side by side and bend over, they put their hands on my bed and I made sure their tight firm bodies were touching, what a great view two lovely firm bottoms, as they bent forward their bum cheeks separated slightly revealing their vaginas and arseholes, I took hold of the boys penis and pulled him towards one of the girls, I then helped guide him slowly into the girls tight wet cunt, she moaned softly as he went went in deeper until eventually he was in up to. She stayed behind me as we walked not slowing or even trying to get away as we went into the woods." Where are we going," she soon asked fear in her voice. I turned on the spot and pushed her against a tree. "please I'm sorry don't hit me!" she cried fresh tears in her eyes. "ill let it slide this time your learning to be a slave but next time I will punish you if you talk without my permission."She nodded her head trying not to cry. "now come on we are almost there." I said moving forward. she. After passing through several other small towns Lindiwe eventually arrived at Reigate, Surrey, where by taking advantage of the good reverend's compassion she at last found a place to stay where her vagina could take a well-deserved rest. It wasn't that her new job of sweeping Reigate's streets attracted especially attractive wages—a pitiful piece rate was the best she could expect—but at last, with a secure bed and freedom from the protection rackets that preyed on illegal immigrants, Lindiwe.