I crawled up overhim until we were face to face. "Slave, Mistress made you cum, do yousee the evidence?"He nodded his head as his eyes looked around ...my face from stream of cumto stream of cum, from drop to drop and he simply said. "Yes,Mistress." Then you are fully mine. Mind, body and soul..." I am fully yours Mistress," he agreed."Tell me how you think your ex-wife will feel about that?" I askedtesting if his orgasm actually made him forget about his previouslovers."Mistress, I've never. This did not seem to carry over to the men, as we found that few of the boys spent much time talking to us, and wondered about that until Monique happened to be passing by the men's locker room door and heard the boys inside talking about us. A new student was telling the others about how he found me beautiful and how sure he was about my accepting a date when another replied."Don't bother. Asking one of the lesbo ice-queens to a date is useless. Her and Monique don't date guys. After school. As the afternoon turned to evening most of the food had been eaten, and peoples attention turned to alcohol. As the drinks flowed people began to relax. At around 11pm there was only a few party goers left. They were the hosts Gail and Matt, Gail's Sister Karen and her husband Rob, and Becky and her husband Chris.The guys were all drinking beer and chatting about the football results, while the girls drank spirits and just chatted girly gossip. That was until Becky asked how everyones love. The next afternoon, I decided to walk around my neighborhood to see the decorations, including over-sized holiday cards, lighted reindeer, and inflatable snowmen. The displays were impressive. I envied the creativity, especially the replica of a sleigh, complete with what appeared to be handmade reindeer. I stopped to admire them when an elderly man came out of the house. ‘The sleigh is gorgeous,’ I said. ‘My son and I built it when he was eleven and full of energy. I remember how excited he.