Even though she wasn’t dressed like a Christmas tree ornament, she still turned heads. She seemed unaware of all the attention, but I knew better. W...omen know how to pretend they don’t notice they’re being checked out. I’ve done it for years.“Your husband was just being silly. It’s kind of a guy thing and I know it doesn’t mean shit.”She talked with her mouth and her hands. It seemed so natural being with her. So natural and friendly. It was easy to see why my husband and every other guy would. He went into his room. He couldn’t think about any else but the pussy of Noelle. How nice and smooth it looked, it was almost inviting him to lick it. He jerked off and came within 2 minutes. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Tori immediately knew someone had been in her room. She always closed the door when she left, and now it was open when she came back. Could it have been Steve? It almost had to be. Her. But then it just might be the night to finish the list," she said with a laugh."What time does the torture begin?" I asked."The plan is 9PM," she said."Shit, I'm going to have to go to McDonald's at 6PM so I don't pass out from hunger." I said."Do that since there will be wine, I don't want you getting drunk and showing your ass. Of course like you said the majority of us have already seen it anyway. Now be there dressed in one of those pretty dresses the fag picked out for you, and wear a wig. At that time Master offered her freedom from her slavery. Just the thought of leaving her Master scared her to the very core of her being.As she threw the covers off Angel caught a glimpse of a woman, a slave, standing in the doorway. As her eyes cleared Angel recognized the slave as Missy. Missy belongs to Keith, along with several others, Keith is a neighbor and friend of Master’s. Angel smiled and said, “Good morning, Missy. What are you doing here this early?”Missy is a petite woman of.