The taxi drier interrupted the moment by telling us we had reached home. We got out and paid the driver and Mom took my hand as we walked up the path....Putting to one side the moment in the car I said “I’ve had one of the best nights ever, I really enjoyed myself” as mom walked through to the kitchen. Mom came back with a glass of wine each and sat down on the sofa.“Me too”, she replied smiling shyly.“Mom you smell wonderful tonight, what is it?” I asked.Mom told me and I said “could I have a. Janet was a naturally suspicious sixteen year old girl with all the makings of a real potential ball-buster when she grew up and finally had high-valued boobs like her older sister Patricia. Her older sister was prone to bragging about how much the boys loved to touch them, kiss them and even lick her oversexed nipples.She didn’t particularly want boys or even girls to do anything to her nipples but she was willing to offer them up for any boy to play with if it meant getting a date to a movie. Just the mall please for now." I said and Scott nodded, shutting the window and we began to drive and music went to the speakers around the limo room. The dance floors shined, giving a bright glow and Shyla grinned, standing up in front of us and began to dance. She wore a mini skirt and a black tank top and I swung my legs over the other, texting on my I Phone. She frowned in my lack of desire and turned to Jovanne, giving him a sexy dance and went down to the ground, giving a spin and Jovanne. But your Master is not a mean Master and I see no reasons to report you to the magistrate on this occasion. But to prevent this crime from occurring again, I have taken those clothes that you wore and have provided you with clothes that befit your station in life.” With that, he produced what Brianna thought of as tunic from a bag and gave it to her.He had even taken her clothes away from her! She had nothing. She looked at the garment. It had probably been worn by one of the Negro slavegirls.