"Hume's glossy pink lips parted again. "M-Molly?" Well, sure, we're sisters aren't we? Molly and Holly. Or um, maybe justbest girlfriends, since you s...ecretly have a little school girl crush onme. You can feel your heart pitt-patt in your chest every time I'maround, wondering how naughty it would be if you kissed me. Would Ifreak out? Would I push you away? Or would my breasts melt againstyours, our nipples poking each other, warming each other, slipping overeach other. Mmm, maybe a soapy. Being a fair-minded chap Dave gave her $50.00 and told her to get lost. Sally wasn't even technically a slave now. At least not accordingto nineteenth century common law, which was probably about all that wouldapply to this situation. It was not the kind of thing she was willing to broadcast on theweb, it was a bit embarrassing if your screen name was SlaveSally. In anyevent she was pretty sure she was going to swear off men for a while. It was a shame Dapper Dan didn't know of her. I stopped at a service station, copied the text I had received and sent it to her in an email with an added, ‘is it true?’It took ten minutes before my phone rang. It was her.“Harry—”“Answer the question, Gina, is it true?”“ ... yes, but —”“Goodbye, Gina, hope you both have a good life.”I broke the connection, but Gina kept on ringing me. I didn’t answer, except a couple of times I pressed the decline switch. She pinged texts, she rang me again and again. I was on a motorway but not really. “Just like us ... we’re Daddy’s fuckmeat, too, and we love it!” Emily Edwards announced herself as she parted Monica’s cheeks to start rimming her.Emily had strawberry-blonde hair, whereas Amy had honey-blonde, but both of them were curly. Speaking of Amy, she had Monica’s nipples in her mouth and began sucking them sensuously, even if part of her envied her big sister the chance to tongue her butthole. Even so, she adored Ms. Lewinsky’s fulsome breasts and took delight in circling them with.