I gave Candy her figure, and mine was still youthful, even fuller at the breasts. I was not yet sporting cellulite and my hair was still shiny auburn.... Candy was a bleach blond, but Paul would know that by now!We fawned over ourselves for so long that we were late, but then no one showed up, well past six!My heart sank when I thought we were being stood up, and when only Paul showed, at almost 6:30, I waited for the bullshit speech.Paul was really smooth, perfunctorily greeting Candy but pumping. Something usually not good.Then Leah suddenly thought that it might be about something a lot more important than selling concessions at a sportsball game. It might be about her tenure. This was her tenure year at the quaint southern high school in which she taught. Most school systems only took three years, hers took five. They were a nice school with some of the best test scores and well behaved schools.Leah had taught her first year in an inner city school and came home crying nearly every. “You were right about us becoming his sluts,” Paris said. “Though you and Master cheated.”“Yep,” I said. “Big cheaters. Mind control is so sexy, isn't it?”“Yes,” Petra moaned, glancing down the hallway. “Is that like, every girl in our college having an orgy?”“Oh, I'm sure there's more around the corner.” I shuddered, feeling so proud of what I had created. “It's a start, but it's not enough.”“Not enough?” gasped Paris. “Hundreds of girls is not enough for Master?”“Not the girls, the boys. The. I recognised Kim as she was a friend of my aunts and mother.“Why don’t you get your music sorted and we will fetch the birthday girl for her first dance.” My aunt said as she went off to the kitchen.I went over and set my speakers up on a table near the side of the room and got my playlist up on my phone up as the other girls got a few more drinks. The girls were kind enough to grab a dining room chair and place it in the center of the living room as they lead out the birthday.