”“I’ll get your supper ready.”While Erika was warming his plate of leftover spaghetti, she couldn’t help hearing the story Jim told their da...ughter. It was an elaborate tale of Princesses and Princes, evil dragons and ugly witches. The story seemed to go on and on, and although the characters were familiar, the story was entirely new to her. As she peered into the room, Erika could see that Kristin was enthralled with the tale. Although she was fighting hard to combat it, she was losing the. One thing that had first attracted me to my Slave was how she looked in stockings. I knew my gaze was easily read - I'm such a predictable male sometimes. I wanted her and she knew it! Who says a Slave has no power?"I just thought I would come by and show you these" - she turned slowly so I could see every seductive curve of her legs from her ankles to the tops of her thighs - "before I had to go." Her skirt dropped and effectively disintegrated my mesmerised gaze.Marnie moved to gather her. Then she hesitated and a small furrow appeared on her brow. “Jason - why the interest in keeping your room clean?”“Oh. Well it’s just -” Jason took a deep breath. “Emma is coming over after lunch.”Helen looked at her son for a long few seconds - her face carefully blank. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and sat up to face him. Then she reached for the front of her outfit and tucked her breasts back inside her top.“I see.” She said neutrally. His direction to her days ago that she had. I'll, uh, see you later, Chris." She got up and headed up the stairs. I watched that perky ass in her little cheer shorts as it bounced away. I didn't know it would be the last time that I'd see her for a long time.It's funny. Each of us hangs out with someone, and in that moment, it may be the last time that we ever see that person. But, we don't usually know. It's kind of haunting, but it's how life works. ..."Chris...Chris" Neil said, shaking me. "Snap out of it dude." What?" I said, coming.