I go over to the adjacent table and follow Margie’s instructions. The girl’s mother is reserved after listening to the sex chat at our table for t...e last half hour. When I commend her helping her daughter to learn to drive her demeanor changes and she gives me a big smile and accepts my hand. Then I turn to mom’s slutty daughter, smile, offer my hand and palm her my cell phone number. Without taking her eyes off me she moves it to her other hand under the table. I return to my seat pleased. At 17,she moved out to live with a neighborhood boy, Jack Clark. Jack ran with agang, but after Emma gave birth to his son, he married her and took a job ata garage in the neighborhood. Emma got a part-time job as a file clerk andhelped out at the office of their small church, doing typing and filing forthe pastor.***They held Emma's seventieth birthday at the church, Jack, as always, was ather side. Her three children were there with their wives and children.Jack, Jr., had taken over the. You look nervously at the expression on my face, ~~It makes me feelslutty~~"You like feeling Slutty, don't you?" I ask already knowing the answer.~~Yes, Mistress~~"Say it," I command you leaving no room for argument.~~I like feeling slutty, Mistress.~~I pause for just the slightest moment, "I think you love feeling slutty,go ahead, say it"++You nod your head in agreement,++ then say the words, ~~I love feelingslutty~~"Nevermind feeling 'slutty.' Are you a slut?" I ask, again knowing theanswer,. My penis is now fully erect and slightly touching the door. My eyes move up to her hips, she has had only one child but there are no stretch marks and no baby weight, just perfectly toned well rounded hips. Slowly the door opens wider, just as her legs open a little wider to allow the KY to work it's way deep into her pussy. I can see her right hand playing between her legs but I cannot see what it's doing. I open the door wider now feeling a little more confident that she will not notice.