”“Well, I just hear about these things on the news, like wild parties where people get hurt—”“Omigod, nobody is getting hurt!”“I just wo...ry about you, that’s all. You’re still my little boy.”I sighed. Mom had a way of exasperating me in a way that no one else could. I didn’t want to invite more of her scrutiny, so I just stared out at the road.“Anyway, you haven’t missed much around here,” she said. “You heard about Peggy Fox, right?”I turned back from the window. Mrs. Fox was Erica’s mom.. I turn my head, and our faces are so close that my eyelashes are brushing his cheek. He kisses my forehead as he begins to finger me, making me dizzier with every pulse of his finger. When he feels me rotating my hips for maximum feeling and my pussy begins to tighten around his finger, he pulls out and flips me onto my back. He lies on top of me, holding both of my hands at my sides, and kisses me. All too soon, his lips leave mine and stray downwards to my neck, my collarbone, my milky white. ....But if you want it I suggest you follow my directions very carefully.I want you to strip off and make your way to the bed. Here you will find a blindfold which I want you to put on, but not after you get down on all fours on the bed facing the head board.Once you are ready you may call me... I want you to say I'm ready mistress!If you peek out from the blindfold or do anything else from that point without my express direction you can sort yourself out... I have left some lube in the. With a flourish, Sue deftly placed the cape over my shoulders and snapped it in place. She then went to work on my hair. She dipped the brush in the bowl and applied the color to my hair. Part the hair, brush. The whole time Sue explained that my basic color was good but needed a warm-up. She told me that this process would bring out the warm red undertones in my hair. I flinched when Beth returned. She explained that se was going to do my nails while Sue applied the color.Soon my.