"I forgot the alcohol wipes. I'll be right back."She opened up the door, lightly jogging down the hallway to the supply cabinet. That was - different.... She felt a little uncomfortable that he had asked her out - poor thing, he must have a crush on her.She typed in the code into the cabinet to release the electric lock, reaching in for the wipes. At the same time, she felt her breast start to itch. Light at first, then quickly maddening the way all itches become. She reached up her left hand to. And immediately covered my mouth, realizing what I just did. He looked over at me, with furious eyes, and grabbed me off the floor where I was kneeling, by his feet, and took me to his bedroom. "YOU DO NOT TELL ME WHAT TO DO! YOU ARE A SLAVE. YOU TREAT ME WITH RESPECT DAMN IT!" He yelled at me, the fury clear in his venomous voice. I started balling, mumbling "sorry Master, sorry." under my breath. "Stop crying slave, you are to be punished. Now. Lay down" he said more softly this time. I. Uffff…Ahhhhh wo karne lage…Aur fir mere baal pakad kar unhone mujhe niche baitha diya….Mai unka ishara samaj gayi….Aur maine apna muh khol diya….Unhone mere muh me apna lauda daal diya…Aur mere baal pakad kar aage piche mera muh karne lage….2-3 minits baad unhone mujhe aur jhukaya…Aur apni gaand ka hole mere muh par rakh kar bole – chaato meri jaan…Apne pati ki gaand….Uffff…Maine aaj tak kisi mard ki gaand nahi chati thi….Par unki gaand chatne me mujhe maza aane laga….5 mints baad wo bed par. I was laughing as well, and I moved over next to them and hugged them both.“Genevieve, I understand how you feel. I think that your mother is beautiful, too. I love redheads like you, and your sisters and mother.”“But mother has no hair.”“When I first met your mother, she was wearing one of her wigs, the one that is the same color as your hair, and I thought that she was the prettiest thing I’d ever seen.” I said.“You ignored me!” Lynn protested.That brought a laugh from Erin, who looked at the.