.I told you…experience… .Am double your age I guess…She …. I am 27 years old… .And today I have met a real man.Me…. Wow… thanks for that... but…you look 20…..And fully grown up….She …tell me more about me….Me …. Like what things you want to know….She…..Like …..What you can say all about me ….Mind read me…Me….Ok….I looked at her….And said… first …you want a second meeting with me….. Right… second….It should be soon….And third…it should be in a private place.She….Wow…wow……superb…..You are a real. They pulled her arms back thrusting out her beautiful tits and nipples. The Helpers carried her about the Great Hall pausing before the Masters and Mistresses so that they could examine her tits and nipples. The last stop was in front of Grand Master Octavian, who examined her breasts and sampled her nipples with his tongue. Next, the Helpers spread her legs wide revealing her wet cunt. Again they presented her to the Members for viewing before stopping at the Grand Masters throne. Octavian. She was laying on the bed, on her belly, facing the bottom of the bed to get a better view of the TV. Now I do not like laying in bed unless Im going to sleep so I sat on the the floor using the right side edge as an arm rest (we are too poor to spend alot of money on a guest bed, so the bed sat on the floor also). Conversation was going pretty light, so I began to look through my Facebook news feed. I came across a funny meme about a cowboy not being able to control his horse, and told Melissa. Emily was now officially my girlfriend. We held hands in the hallways, ate lunch together with Chelle and their pack of girls, and called each other every night on the phone. It was about Wednesday when Mom and Dad had 'the talk' over dinner. They realized that we were going to be having boyfriends and girlfriends. No being alone. Phone calls limited to five minutes. No week night dates. Curfew was eleven on Friday and Saturday. We had to let them know where we would be and we had to be there..