He locked the door behind him and I laid there deciding if I was going to unlock it or not. I walked over and opened it just enough so that it would ...ot lock itself again. Then I got back in the bed wondering if Larry would show up. Minutes later the door opened and Larry walked in. “Good morning Little One. I hope you are glad to see me.” He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the sheet down exposing my naked body. He spent several minutes kissing every part of my body, ending up. "Even better than myprom, hehe!" It was a hell of a lot better than mine, that's for sure!" I giggle asthe taxi takes me home.I'm woken up the following morning by a sharp, stabbing pain in myforehead. It's not my first hangover- thanks to some parties my mother'encouraged' me to attend when I was still living in London- but thisone feels oddly special, as it's 'Ian's first, my first as an adult- myfirst as a MAN. I have a smile on my face as I shower away theheadache, before dressing in a. Hands up?" you query."Well?"You hesitatingly return your hands to up above your head. "Obedience is most important," I whisper into your right ear. "Along with paying attention." I'm sorry Sir." You speak rapidly, your hands reaching upward.I walk in front of you and stroke your left cheek with the side of my right index finger, then slide it under your lower lip. "Those hands of yours," I smile, shaking my head. "They're going to get you into trouble yet." I step away and you hear a drawer. Back to work. Friday night I swore that I would not work Saturday, come hell or high water, and I kept my promise. I cooked myself a real breakfast and began cleaning the place for the distinct odor had become distinctly disgusting, even to me. The stereo was pumping out tunes when my doorbell rang.My doorbell never rings. My heart started thumping inside my chest as I was thinking, 'what if, please if there is a God in the universe, let it be her' as I was also slapping myself to get a grip on.