" Do you miss me being your boss? Maybe I should order you around." Maybe you should."I whispered in her ear, "I expect obedience." She nodded."First ...you need to prove that you really want this. So," I paused. "You are going to go into the bathroom, and you are going to take 3 pictures on your phone." Ok." The first I want to see your face and your tits. Completely topless. The second, I want to see your pussy with your fingers inside. Last I want to see your bare ass. Then come back here and. You're both beautiful." Thanks! I went to my class formal with Steve. He called me 'Lefty' and made me feel great. He was the best date I ever had. He sang to me and danced with me. He was a gentleman, too. He looked great in his tux. He kissed me right after we met. He says I'm not handicapped and he's right." Wow! That sure sounds like Steve. He called you 'Lefty' and it was great? Only Steve could pull that off. It sounds like you had a good time with him. Gwen doesn't loan him out very. Her husband and father-in-law must think the same of her after her French Maid Dinner Party yesterday.But what could she do but grimace and carry on? She had dressed ( without underwear, of course) and was starting to prepare supper when the phone rang. She was dreading hearing the smug, high-pitched voice of i-Bad on the other end of the line, but was surprised to hear her husband's baritone voice instead."Honey, you are the greatest! You are an absolute life-saver!" Joe sounded like a. So she sent a text. ‘What about my third chromosome?’ Demi complained. She was going back to her worrisome self. ‘What about it?’ Selena grasped Demi’s hand and guided it down to her own crotch. Through the fabric she was able to feel the slight bulge of something lurking beneath. Demi’s brown eyes widened. ‘You’re a..!’ ‘Yes, I’m one like you.’ Selena confirmed and Demi squealed in delight. ‘Let me see!’ She started to pull on Selena’s pants until the brunette stopped her. ‘Easy now. You.