Over the next couple of weeks we got very little time alone, as Karen had been asked to train a new warden up. Her name was Debbie, she was tall and s...im with nice boobs. She dressed nicely too, either knee length shirts with nylons and a blouse or in tight jeans and top. Karen could see I liked her but I denied it (5 years later in a different job I got to show Debbie just how much I liked her! That’s another story). Everything went back to normal once Debbie had finished her training and had. He held me tight as we kissed, and I felt so much like I was his. I was his toy, his plaything. I would have done anything he asked at this moment. I was his girl. I pulled his shirt off up over his head and then began to unbutton his pants. I could see his cock bulging through his jeans and it was making me hungry for it. I rubbed it through his pants a little and then got on my knees as I pulled his jeans down and off. His big dick was staring me right in the face, with the mushroom head of. How did You feel?" I felt good. Proud. Like I accomplished something. It felt good to make her feel that good." OK. You'll do fine. It's moments like those that make talks like the one we just got bearable." Yeah, well I had her handled until you started questioning me." You think you had her handled. She would have found out eventually. If I could figure out you were lying through your teeth, she sure would. I made sure she was with a crowd of people and you weren't alone when she did. She. She heard some low whistles and murmurs. Yes,she thought, I do have nice knockers. "Turnaround. Show us you nice tits." Carefully, feelingfor the edges of the table with her toes, she turned. "Pinch your nipples and pull 'em up." She pulledher nipples outward, making her breasts go from"grapefruit" to "missile nose cone", like thepublicity shots of starlets back in the 50's. "Shakeyour shoulders. Make 'em bounce." Suddenly, Jillwas in high school again, at a wild party, doing.