She has let you dance at all of her events. She never fails to greet you and embrace you tenderly. She has introduced you to many of her friends. ...ow, what have you done for Miss? You have disobeyed her. You have tried to hide your need for time with your friends and pretend that dancing quietly night after night was all you needed. You have failed to seduce even one male such that he would pay for the need to be with you. You have not performed in the image of your Miss. You were so. I had to get a load out if I was going to successfully rock the boat with her. I didn’t want to have such a big bullet in the chamber as to blast her tonsils off should it come to that situation. Having a girl choke nearly to death on your cum is quite a buzz kill so unless I purposely want to fuck them off after I’m done, i prefer to take the necessary precautions and take the trusted old chap for a walk before the intended run. My mind had been ticking how to create and direct more business. "Just throw it in the toilet.I flushed red with shame as I stammered "I ... I ... I want to ... ummmm... I want to keep it? A sou ... souvenir from tonight?" I finished tyingit and opened my purse to put it in."Fuck me. You are a kinkly slut!" He zipped his trousers up. "Kinky and abit of a whore judging by all those condoms you have. Are you planning touse all thse condoms tonight?" No. No I'm not," I replied as I slowly got up from my kneeling position,gently easing the stiffness out of my. Aisha mouthed it as she read it. How old are you? Her heart sank as she thought the very worst. But she replied with: nothing more than fourteen, Sir. And clicked send. She held her breath for what felt like an eternity. Dizziness suddenly swept over her, forcing her to take a seat at the foot of the bed and forgetting her need to pee. Then the chime letting her know a message had arrived. She rushed to open it and sighed with relief when she read it: NightShade, Well I guess we.