"Mistress, may I worship your feet?" Anna said in a hushed term.Jasmine shot her foot under Anna's skirt and pushed her boot toeinto Anna's mound. She... lifted her foot and ground it hard."You ungrateful CUNT. You have one last chance to beg me properly.Make me believe you want my feet. Let go of your stupid CUNTreservations. Lick my boots and you are mine!" Jasmine said, andthen shot her finger at me. "YOU Chrissy. You fucking sissy. Showher how it's done. Maybe I'll keep you instead."I looked. Restaurants and nightlife were also great, as would be expected of any city with a large, world famous university and all the extras that being a state capitol added. The climate was good ... though not like the wine country in Northern California. The weather bureau called it "humid subtropical" with hot summers and mild winters. We found that the evenings cooled off to be quite pleasant most summer nights.A third real plus was the cost of housing. It was a bonus after living with the cost of. Whooping like a little boy on Christmas morning, he ran to the bathroom to pee standing up.Denise laid in bed smiling to herself. David was a very apt pupil and had made great progress over the past few weeks. He deserved to have his own body back, besides, she was sick of masturbating and using a dildo all the time. She wanted a real dick inside of her.To show his appreciation (and new found talents) David took Denise right then. "I did do a good job" Denise thought to herself basking in. She pulled the pillow close to her chest and held it for a second. She wondered where her dad could have taken off to. He didn't have to work today so he should still be here. She glanced at the clock next to her bed and realized with sudden horror that she was late for school.Sara hopped out of bed and ran to the living room. She could smell bacon and toast cooking and knew her dad was attempting to make breakfast. From the slight burning smell she knew that his attempt was not going well. Her.