.. making things up to satisfy their paranoid fantasies? I wondered what sort of diabolical tools she would be able to employ, the technology she woul...d be able to use, the power she had. Involuntarily, I scrabbled away from her, the floor smooth and soft beneath me. I was still staring at her in terror when she spoke for the first time, quietly, and in Lingala."I'm really sorry about the wait and the stuff you've been through in the past few weeks, we should have got you out earlier" she said,. .. no Dad... this is Holly's night." No Mom come on in... and celebrate with us..."Dropping her robe as she entered, Sheri paused at the end of the bed. She was a stunning, dark haired, forty-three year old woman. In contrast to her daughter's fair complexion, Sheri was olive-skinned. Slightly sagging, her breasts were full, nipples large and dark. Her smooth, shaven pubes capped off her well-shaped legs. At five-feet-nine, she was three inches taller than Holly."You don't mind my horning in?". Maybe Christine was fishing for something. ?What problem is that?? asked Tammy.?That little drug conviction you forgot to tell the school board about,? Christine replied. ?We both know what will happen if I mention it to the school.??What do you want to keep it to yourself,? asked Tammy. ?I want you to be my slave until after I graduate,? replied Christina. ?Your slave!? Tammy replied, ?What do you mean, your slave???Oh, Ms. Thompson, you’re a teacher. You should know what a slave is,?. The deep blue camisole I saw peeking out from underneath her jacket was revealed as a full slip. The way the sunlight caught her slip as it hugged and caressed her body made me instantly horny... I was acutely aware of the panties and camisole I was wearing underneath my clothes.Without a second thought Alexa proceeded to take off her slip..."I think I've had enough of blue for the day... I think I'm in the mood for Pink! What about you? What are you wearing underneath those clothes? Come on, I.