Now follow me.’I followed him to the bathroom, shower time! I was not allowed to shower unless with my master. First he always puts his big meaty co...k in my mouth and feeds me his pee, I have learned not to waste a drop, I gulp down every last drop and then thank him for it. We then wash each other and this time he used a douche to clean my insides, he washed me thoroughly, making sure I was still completely hairless. He then took me to his bedroom and chose an outfit for me, a pink jockstrap,. To make it a little special, I didn’t take the girls to one of the local fast food places, we didn’t have a proper ice cream shop locally. Instead I headed for one of the many restaurants around our town and ordered their blow-out desert ice cream Sundaes. I doubted that either child would actually finish eating them though, blimey was I wrong! It took them some time to consume them, and that proved useful to me. I was beginning to get over the shock of Margery’s sudden announcement and come. We necked, petted and cried for several moments clinging to each other on the bed. It was an emotional release more powerful than I can describe. I know this was wrong, very, very wrong; but never has physical contact felt so right, so full of love and genuine affection as this moment did right then. Gary was growing more aroused, and I was growing aroused, and we were both experiencing an emotional release of epic proportions with a flood of tears and passion. This was far more than just. But, by the end of Thursday afternoon’s English class, we were chatting like we’d been friends forever as we walked back to the lockers in the common room to get our things.“Do you want a lift home?” she asked as I took my coat out of my locker.I closed the locker and stared at her. “Seriously?”“Yes, seriously, I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t mean it.”“What about Grace and Emily? Don’t you usually take them home?”“They’ll cope,” she said with a dismissive hand wave.“They won’t be upset?”“They.