You’d never hurt me!” I grinned as I kissed both girls, and then Adela, again.“What about me?” Sarah kissed me, reminding me of her presence.�...�Oh, honey, you have no idea how badly I want you! I’ve wanted you since English class today!” I assured my sex slave.“Good, because I am your sex slave, and not just for the week. I don’t care if you think of me as a girlfriend or not, because I’m your slut and I’m at your disposal. Well, except on the Sabbath. I have to be good on Shabbos and go to. "I bet you would have. I've witnessed some of your escapades, known about others, heard about how well you handled the sex ed program that Carl and Beth put on in your school. How are they, anyway?" Okay, I guess. I get email from Carl pretty often, and Beth, too. They're excited, and both real busy, of course. I miss 'em." I'll bet you do. But what is it that brings you here, if it isn't being in The Program?" Well, it is The Program, really, but it's not about me."I reminded myself to sit up. After another drink or two, I decide that I like his hands on my ass, and I push back against him when we dance. When we sit down again, his hand is on my thigh, starting from my knee, moves up my leg under my dress. This is it, now, a new level of contact. Under my clothes. This is scary. Either I stop it here or let it continue. My instructions are not to upset the client, let him play. So I uncross my legs to give him better access to my thighs.He leans toward me and kisses me! If I weren't. He watched Matt lean for the imaginary line as one of the Assistant coaches holding the stop watch at the finish line shouted out an encouragement and a “great time” as Matt raised his hand to his head to take in oxygen and walked over to coach to find out his time, before heading back to the rest of the group.“How’d you do Matt?”, “What was your time,” and various other shouts querying his performance came from the group as Matt tried to saunter back to them all whilst getting his wind back as.