Tight, faded blue jeans outlined dancer’s long legs. Laurie, watching me watch her, smiled a little as she continued past. I know she felt me lookin...g as she swayed a great ass back toward me. Two weeks later, we were dating, and no one could figure it out. Laurie was really quite unsophisticated at the time. She had never been more than 100 miles from her home in a small, rural community outside Chicago. On the outside, a good Christian girl who behaved well, got good grades and played softball. .. ever one more destructive than the last.“I believe I’ll stick with Restorative and water, please,” I was looking up. I was presented with a glass of water.Timma was released and Eloise encapsulated. Let the games begin!Val was quite happy “helping” with the festivities. Girl-girl being the activity of necessity on Cassandra, she was no stranger to the taste of woman ... and liked it ... especially combined with a liberal helping of me in the mix. Restorative production ramped up.Thank god. " Oh, come on Justie," she tempts me in the most seductive voice, "You canhelp me pick out a new miniskirt. You can come back in the changing roomas I peel off these tight jeans. I'm wearing some super special undiesthat I know you'll drool over. I've been basking in the Florida sun andhave a savage, dark tan. You used to like my suntanned body. Are you toomuch of a sissy now? Don't you like girls anymore, Justie? I know howmuch you used to like to see me parade around in a skimpy bikini.. “Todd would be a customer. He can pay for a session with me or your mother. We won’t be doing Femdom or Dominatrix sessions any longer. I can’t do that and keep the right submissive mindset, even roleplaying that I am Mistress Karen, Ma’am.” Karen explained.Savannah looked disappointed. She hadn’t talked to Todd or his friend after that session. He avoided them because he was intimidated and freaked out.“Cheyenne and me can do the Dominatrix stuff!” she half-joked.“You are hostesses,” Karen.