The night is peaceful and I’m calm and relaxed with both my cigarette and beer half finished when I’m taken completely by surprise by a girls voic... coming from a few steps to my right.“Can I have one of those?” The girl asks for a second time as she sits next to me on the roof and gesturing at my cigarette.“Are you even old enough to smoke?” I ask taunting the girl a little bit because of how young she looks with a cute face and short stature.“I’m nineteen asshole.” She snaps giving me a dirty. I wonder whether – consciously or unconsciously – she loosened the cardigan buttons to give me a nice ‘warm-up’ show before our after-school assignation (is that deliberate again? oh, you sapphic temptress!). However, gorgeous as her tits are, to my way of thinking her best feature is her ass: it is so trim and neat, with buttocks that are smooth and firm, giving such a subtle sexy sway to her skirt whenever she takes a step. I love to walk behind her, watching every movement, whenever I can. “This!” she said as she pointed to her opening legs as her other hand began stroking her pussy. I sat for a moment, trying to think of a snappy retort, and trying to decide if I wanted any more of her purple potion. Was it a mind game? Or was it more? What’s the matter, scared???” she said as she slid 2 fingers deep into her slit. “No, not scared, just thinking.” I stated as I stared at her fingers toying with her lips. I found my cock with my free hand and grabbed a hold of it hard like I was. " He is her slave?" Yes, but I never saw her invoke her authority with him in public. Nowsince she has, I don't know what he will do?" I see." Come, I am sure she is waiting for us." Anne guided me out the doorthat Mr. James disappeared into. It lead to an elevator. I couldn'teven feel it move or stop. I was escorted down a hall and into a loungeroom. It was a strange mix of a VIP bar and a writer's research station.I glanced at the two people that were there and I remembered one of.