He was great to look at, had a hot body and the chat to go with it. All the girls were in love with him... and so was I.And I caught his eye. Why not?... I was young and inexperienced and with a cute enough face and great body. Not film star, you know, but everything was better than average: nice legs with shape and soft skin, tiny waist, slim back, B-cup breasts with pointy nipples, flat stomach, and a nice mound over my pussy. Bingo liked a good pussy mound and, best of all, a smoking hot round. "Stacy looked very unsure of herself as she stared down at the blunt between her fingers. She cast her eyes in my direction, and as if trying to borrow courage from the solace that I, the uptight one, had also taken a hit. She put the blunt her lips, closed her eyes and took a drag. She held it, I'll give her that, but she coughed even worse than I did, when she exhaled. Eyes watering and barely able to breathe without coughing, she passed it back to Georgia.Georgia wouldn't accept it."Don't. ...Here in his words is part one..After a near sleepless night thinking about the day to come it was with eagerness and trepidation I set off to Goddess Laura's house this morning, but first I had to call and get gifts for Goddess and Her Real Man."You may bring Me a bottle of pink Champagne and Sir will have a bottle of Grey Goose Vodka"I also bought Goddess some fresh flowers and a cocktail shaker "get me a little surprise to make up for that idiot slave pissing me off" (Some fool had indeed. "I am your slave?" Her voice was incredulous."Yes," I breathed deeply."Who are you?" She uttered the words in staccato, putting stress on the middle word of the sentence. "Where do you come from?"I hesitated. Feeling an urgent need to control the situation, I shook my head. No... "Why did you return?" Look, You want to own me, and control my life? For real?"I paused. To control every aspect of her life. What she should wear, what she ate, when she woke and when she was allowed to sleep ... What.