"This is your new life sissy, put on each outfit and send me a picture of each one"There were a dozen pairs of knickers in various colours and designs... some skirts, tops, a couple of dresses and some shoes. I spent the next hour photographing myself wearing each outfit "wear the third picture you sent, and stand at your bedroom window" I quickly dressed in a white one piece teddy, and a short denim mini skirt, and stood by the window, trying to see him but couldnt he messaged with a picture of. I heard a splash and thought it was too bad I did not bring my fishing pole. It sounded like the bass were feeding. Then I heard voices and became concerned that a couple of boys had snuck out and were swimming. I hurried down to the water’s edge to get them out of the water and back into bed.Much to my surprise, I saw Patty standing in the water waist deep with her back to me with her hands on Greg’s shoulders as he stood in front of her.In a lowered voice I called to her, “Patty what are you. ” Saturday night passed much the same as Friday. Diane was eager for more sexual experiences, and David was only too happy to expose her to a variety of different things. Each new position thrilled her, and each orgasm seemed grander than the last.David used his camera to film Diane giving him head before sharing the film with her.“I am just an awful person,” Diane said when at the end of the film. It was evident that David had cum inside her mouth. “Oh my god,” she moaned when she saw the. Is this any better?” I ask and Mr. Reed comes up behind me. He sets one hand on the desk and leans forward, his cologne gently washes over me. “Nope.” He says and I groan. “I’m never going to get this.” I mutter and I sink back into my chair. Mr. Reed turns and looks at me, “Yes you will. Just not right now.” He grins and I swat at him. He ducks and laughs. He walks back over to me and leans over me once more. “Here. Give me the pencil.” He says and I hand him the pencil. Our hands briefly.