Finished, he gently whispers in my ear? ?don't go anywhere.? My master turns on a fanand leaves. My lotion covered body instantly reacts and I find my...elfphysically going cold then steadily warming as I get used to the fan's attacks.My mind reels at my master's disappearance. Every time he leaves me I feelafraid that he will not return, that he will leave in this position for hours,or worse forget me completely. The overall affect is a paranoid, stimulated,desperate, little slut. Finally he. And Lisa stepped up. John Jr. in front and Lisa standing behind me. I heard Lisa say, “My God that is one pretty little cunt.”Just as she said that, John Jr. stuck his cock in my mouth. Then she leaned over and took my cunt in her mouth. She started licking me and I started sucking John Jr’s cock. He had one just about the same size as his father and I was once again enjoying what was happening to me. I may be a whore, but right now I am one happy little whore.I sucked off the police chief. As usual, everything she did was very boistrous! I was in the middle of making coffee for her and tea for me when she walked into the kitchen and stood next to me. “Coffee, Sally?” I said, even though I had already made it. “I like the milk in first” she replied. I explained to her that I’d already made the brew, but she didn’t pay any attention to me. Within ten seconds, another cup had been taken out of the cupboard and the kettle had been switched on yet again. “I’ll just do it myself then,. Invitations are agreed. What else?” I asked.“Playlists for the string quartet and DJ,” Kara said.“For the DJ, anything in the top 100 for the last five years is cool with me,” I said. “As for the quartet, I’m no expert, but I like Haydn, Mozart, and Shostakovich. I think we let the quartet members pick, don’t you?”“I agree,” Jessica said, “though I’d add Bartók and Milhaud to your choices of music to draw from.”“OK. I’ve written those down and will talk with the quartet. The DJ company pretty.