Eventually Dru came back around the front and looked her in the eyes."Do you trust me?" Yes," her reply was immediate, she didn't even have to think a...out it. All she wanted was Drusilla's arms around her, Drusilla's fangs in her throat, feasting on her lifeblood."Will you call me mistress?" Yes" Buffy was exhilarated at the idea.Drusilla suddenly reached forward and grabbed her hair roughly. Buffy didn't fight back but wondered desperately what she had done wrong."YES, WHAT?" Yes mistress,". .“Hi Clive. Do you know why these two girls should turn up first thing and offer to help tidy the boat house? Oh, I know you know something! Okay, fine ... I won’t look a gift horse in the mouth.” said Marie.Some girls guessed that some of the camp friends were more than friends. What about the others? Was Clive servicing ALL the girls? No, a mentor explained, confidently; some girls need special friendships, some don’t; some want to wait until ‘Mr Right’, others ... well others didn’t.” It was. "With that, I unbuttoned her black jeans and slid them off, along with her purple thong. Like Sarah, I had been hungry for any sexual encounter for quite a while, and I was eager to dive right in. I started by playing with her pierced clit. It was larger than any other clit I had ever seen, almost a half inch was exposed from under its hood, and the fact that it was pierced meant that it was even more sensitive to my flickering tongue. I knew that she was telling the truth about her recent lack. But with you, it makes me feel … free, sexy, wanted.’ The following mornings, I so looked forward to Abby’s visits. Not just the possibility of the sex, but everything that our relationship was maturing into. We talked about so much more than before. We were a combination of lovers and s****rs, s****rs without the fighting. Nights became almost like torture, and so, so long. I was on autopilot at night. Go to bed, pant, moan, you tiger, fuck Momma, that was so good Bob, you’re the best Bob..