I didn't even bother changing my clothes because I sleep in what I wear the day before so I just put a hoodie over me to not seem disgusting to others...As I rush downstairs I yell, "WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP!?" only to get no response, I guess everyone's out the house. I exit my house and make a mad dash to the bus stop. I don't usually haul ass like this in public because when I see people do it they look silly to me, hence if I do it I'm gonna feel silly. But due to the bus just now arriving. She was about 5'11" with curly, shoulder length brunette hair. She had an athletic build, dark blue eyes and pretty good sized breasts. This was the first time I had seen her in more than a string bikini but my mind recalled her long legs and plump breasts clearly. She was in a pair of tight blue jeans and a snug v-neck t-shirt with some sort of logo on it. It hugged her flat stomach well. She smiled and stepped into the room. "Hey there", she said in a slightly uncomfortable tone."Megan. .. uhhhnn!... c-can't think..." I don't want you to think, slave. I want you to obey. And here is what will make you obey... your little sister Melinda." Uhhhn!!... Uhhh!... wh-what... ohhh..." She's your slave now. She's your toy. But she still has a mind. She has her memories and her own little desires... I can change that..."Heather squirmed and writhed against Nyssa, her pussy still pulsing with almost unbearable pleasure. "Uhhn... what... no..." I can empty that little mind of hers.... 30 -7, the first guest came in, I was in bliss, she was a lovely lady, Aruna, 5’2”, about 28-30 years old and didn’t look like the mother of a child, she was the epitome of a MILF, her husband Sid was a bespectacled man, a chartered accountant, very friendly and looked like a nerd. Then came Deepa 22 -24 years of age, chic, can pass off for a model for a toothpaste or a jean or a shoe or lipstick, or just about anything!! Big bee stung lips, and the most amazing tooth, I could divorce my wife.