Sorry ... I ah” Abbey stammered.“Come on Abbey” said Joe. “Don’t be shy. Tell us where we can find a bar that has lots of pretty women who a...re anxious to help a guy to have a good time.”Abbey blushed, and shook her head as if she did not know the answer. Of course, she knew exactly where such bars could be found, but she did not want to let these foreign men know that she knew. So, she retreated from the table and left the men to their discussion, although she was curious to know why Joe had. ” I opened my car door and climbed out of the vehicle. It was at that moment that I saw her. It was Emma. She was wearing a light orange cheerleader top and a short orange miniskirt. She had a black bow in her hair to go along with black socks and white tennis shoes. Emma gasped when she saw me. “Oh, my God, it's great to see you!” Emma shouted, as she approached me and gave me a hug. “It's great to see you too!” I replied. “Oh, my God! I certainly did not expect to see you here!” “Yep, I'm. I like to think I pulled it off. The others were a mixture of mini skirts, short dresses and strapless tops. If there was hotter group of girls in town that day, we didn’t see them. Anyway after a couple of different shoe shops and a break for coffee, we stepped into a very up market clothes store. I selected a new skirt and top and took it into the changing booth. I was there in my bra and panties when I was joined by Aisha and Gemma, asking me for my opinion on their new clobber. “Hmmm…. ”“I want to be special to you, Davy ... I mean, master. I have always wanted to be special to you.”“Will you be my slave?” “Yes, master.” “My slut?” “Yes, master. Please.” “Is your pussy wet?”Lisa turned beet red but did not look away, holding my gaze shamelessly. “Flooding, master, like it never has before.”I grabbed Lisa’s hair, pulling it back to raise her face. She gasped and her mouth opened as I leaned to kiss her. It was a long, demanding kiss.“You are special to me, Lisa. I am happy you.