I can’t talk to anybody.”“Yes, you can. Me, Stephanie, Bethany probably in a few weeks, your counselor. You need to tell somebody.”“No,” s...e said with an air of finality.If she wouldn’t talk to me, there wasn’t anything I could do. I’d thought about calling Josie, but if Jennifer was telling the truth, I didn’t think Josie would have any insights to share. Perhaps giving Jennifer some time would make a difference.“Are you still going to come to Chicago?” I asked.“Yes. I really do want that job. This was unbelievable. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect such a thing. She was fantastic! Suddenly my whole being exploded as Sam's thumb pressed my clitoris. My body was swamped and before I could bite my lip I screamed out, "Haaahhhh..." and my strongest orgasm ever tore through me like a tsunami. As soon as it started, Sam massaged my clitoris while covering the whole area with kisses and her finger pushed so deep inside me I was sure she could feel my cervix. I clamped hard on her and. "Good, I thought. Not good, that was fucking spectacular. Several other master's had been impressed as well. Almost a dozen of them had a slave bent over so they could fuck them, standing up. Several more than previously were getting their cocks or cunts serviced."Slave, here, position 1." I ordered.Marcia was unable to move with her usual alacrity, but she did manage to come to my side and kneel at my feet. She grabbed my leg in an attempt to establish some equilibrium. I rubbed her. She would share all her timepass stories and other things.We have a distant relative and it was Mahesh uncle who had supported us during the times of hardship. I was happy to see that he still visited us. He would usually come and chat for half an hour and then leave. I noticed that my mother was talking too openly with him and he occasionally touched her hands and sometimes her cheeks after he cracked jokes. My mother was totally cool with it. All these things happened in front of me but I.