It didn't help. I called her on Tuesday evening, but her father said she couldn't come to the phone. I called her on Wednesday, but she wasn't home. I... called her on Thursday, very near panic. She had me thinking that I had done something wrong, that she didn't want to see me again, that she was evading me. She answered the phone on the second ring."Si, hello?" Kristina? Hi, it's me, Sean." Oh, Sean, I was hoping you would call," she said. She sounded happy, not upset. Did I worry all week for. Surprised at her sudden rush of dominance, I decide to go along with it. Feeling her remove my shirt, I begin to become impatient so, wasting no time, I remove my shirt, pull my knickers off and place her head between my legs. Keeping an eye out for anyone heading for the kitchen and listening to everyone in the next room, I feel her tongue slide its way teasingly down my throbbing clit. Placing my hand on her head, I gently push her even further between my legs and slide my fingers through her. ." Yes, you're my little girly maid, aren't you? And you know how to sendyour mistress to Paradise, don't you?" She unzipped her skirt, let itfall, climbed onto the bed next to me and spread her legs. I crept upbetween them and sent her to Paradise again.Afterwards, she played with my nipples again, making me quiver in bliss."Oh, Lisa, you're mine," she said, and I couldn't deny it. I was hers.She was my mistress, I was her maid, and my duties now included sendingher to Paradise upon request.. I told her not to worry about that tonight.When we got to her place her roommate was sitting on the couch watching TV in a tank top and shorts. The roommate was pretty with a nice body and Lisa introduced me to her and said her name was Taylor. We sat down with her and all chatted then Lisa said that she really needed a shower and that she would be back in a flash. Taylor and I chatted and watched TV until Lisa was done. Lisa came out in a t-shirt and boy shorts. Sexy as all get out they even.