I wasn’t……I don’t know why I didn’t….” Allie stammered, seemingly unable to form a coherent sentence no matter how hard she tried to pus... the words out. Sam sighed heavily, pushing her legs into the car. Leaning over her, he buckled her seat belt. It was always safety first for Sam, no need in repeating any unnecessary horrors for the family. The drive home was short and silent, painfully silent. Allie tried to follow to moving background as the car whipped this way and that. She placed her. The first thing I did was to sit at the top of the stairs and spread my legs wide and lean back on my hands. I could hear Mark’s camera clicking away as he had a clear view up my mini skirt and straight up to my panty covered pussy. I also knew that the thong rode up deep into my ass crack giving a slight impression of a completely bare ass sitting on the stairs. I crossed and uncrossed my legs several times as I slide down the stairs on my ass cheeks. Then just as I reached the bottom of the. " Hey Professor," said Liam with a smile. "I'm no expert like you, butthat has to be the most sexist shit that I have ever heard." I agree," said Harry, "but they're not my words." He handed somepapers, some DVDs of "compulsory viewing" and box with some toys."Enjoy your girlhood, because a week from now you will be jumpingstraight into womanhood. Oh, and try not to swear - it's veryunladylike." ***When he came to, He could see Professor Hunt beside him. His mind wasstill fuzzy from the. The fear and disappointment in her voice was obvious."What we have to do," explained Joan, "is set down some new rules." She looked around the table. "Sara, you need to know when we want a slut slave and when we want a friend."Sara swallowed and nodded and Julie continued. "And we need to know when you want to be treated as a friend and when you wanted to be treated as a slave." I am always your slave," answered Sara."Ok,' said Judy. "Then we need to know when you want us to treat you as.