Stroking the ridged bark of the tree, the caress is similar to when my fingers touch his face, roving over his stubbled cheeks and into his hair.I’d...be kissing his face and neck...I could snog the tree I suppose, but I decide that humping it is weird enough, so I keep my tongue in my mouth.In my head, I'm licking his neck, his ears and whisper dirty things into it while my breath visibly leaves my heaving chest.Would he undress me? I wonder.Of course he would. I smile. Little pervy-Pete he is,. "ARE YOU READY YET BITCH!" came Mistress Shelly's demand causing me tojump.I hurriedly donned an apron and hat and with one last lingering lookheaded to Mistress Shelly's bedroom. I stopped in my tracks as I exitedmy room. Both Mistresses were dressed ready to go out, so it looked likeI would not be serving them in the bedroom, then why the new uniform? Imused."Let's go sissy...we're going out," stated Mistress Shelly."Out....Outside!" I exclaimed in shock.I was deeply shocked, because I had. One thing she never could never tolerate was arrogant men who thought the world of themselves; that, and of course, liars, something she felt Mark was.As they parked in the driveway, Mark's car pulled over on the sidewalk. The couple were the first to make it to room. As Mark made his entry into the house and into the living room, he made some criticisms on how to improve the overall living conditions. Even though it was a nice house for above middle class people, Mark still loved to throw it. He thought she was going out with Robert for the evening. She'd asked Robert beforehand, and he said it would be okay this once, because it was so important to her, and he'd cover. He also volunteered to pick her up and drop her off at the restaurant, and said to call him if she needed a ride home. He was such a nice guy.It had taken hours for her to get her hair and makeup just so. She was wearing her new pale pink evening dress, with matching everything. Dad probably thought she was wanting.