"Did you have to do that?" Janet asked as they walked away. "Why not? She's there for our use," commented Tanya. "But not for something so petty as ...a bad drink. It certainly didn't merit several harsh strokes like that," pointed out Janet. "What kind of Mistress are you? The slaves are here for our enjoyment and use," answered Tanya. Janet chose not to respond, only to thank her companion and politely walk away. Janet stayed out of everyone's way, only engaging in small talk with a . "I like how it flowsaround her and how it shows off her ass and boobs."He doesn't stop. Why is he going on? I don't want to hear this! He'stalking about my sister. He's making a sex object out of her. Oh shut upDave! Just shut up!"And I like how I can just run my hands right up her thighs and..." hecontinues."Shut up Dave! That's my sister," I blurt."A-ha!" he boasts. "See! You weren't looking at her that way. You weren'tstaring at her like some depraved incest wannabe," he points out. "Youwant. Kids have an ability to somehow meet other kids, size them up, and either make friends, or act territorialy- un-selfconciously, naturally and unapoligetically. Teens have a bit harder time, but still easier than adults, who have lost much of that ability in most cases, weighed down with the baggage and expectations of socialization.“So, what’s the story-line?” I asked companionably as we lounged leaning against the thick rounded wooden railing under the light of the full moon.“It’s pretty. This couldn't be real. It was too much."But hold on, we're not quite done with you," she went on. We need to doyour nails first.I stood perfectly still as she coated my fingernails with a red polishmatching my dress and lips. As she left it to dry, I felt her drape asmall gold necklace, hardly longer than a choker, around my neck andsecure it in the back - just the right delicate touch of jewelry for thelook."Alright princess, I know it's been all about you today but if we want tobeat the.