Why can't you just let me go?" I already answered your questions... Now lets move on to the facts. Ialready told you, I am Mistress Dyvia, and you sh...uld address me assuch." I smile, "Though, I will settle for 'mistress.'" I raise aneyebrow, "Try it out." Yes... Mistress."I clap my hands excitedly, "Good Girl!"I think that at the height of our enthusiasm, that this will be a greattime to introduce her to her brand new breasts. I run to the closet likea giddy school girl and reach to the top. A few hours later I heard Bobby M. asking if I’d like to go out for supper. I was starving and groggily said yes, thank you; I’ll be right out. I sat up from my nap, pulled on my sneakers and hopped out of the tent.Here I was, back at Danny Kaye Pizza. First thing I noticed was Paula, still working. “Hi, Bobby!” she said. I acknowledged her greeting and my boss Bob M. also turned around to see who called out his name in a place he’s never been. Realizing it wasn’t meant for him he faced me and. With both hands, he reached into the drawer and pulled out clumps of pantyhose. Ken said “Can you push one of those boxes over here so I can put these nylons in it?” Ken released his grip on the pantyhose and they fell into the box. The drawer was still half full so he grabbed the rest of the pantyhose and dropped them into the box. To my delight, when he opened the drawer to the right of the previous drawer, it too was packed full of pantyhose. I had taken notice from when Ken had dropped the. " She said.A chill went through me. I loved the way she said that. I looked up at her excited to hear what it might be."From now on whatever my pussy wants, I let her do. Do you like that attitude?" She asked. "And whatever my pussy wants you to do, you do!" OK!" I agreed. "That sounds very sexy." I looked at her large sexy pussy and wanted to please it, whatever it wanted. I wanted to her to please it. "I'll do what ever turns your pussy on!" I said.I was a man in trouble. I wanted to show her.