Instead of mounting her, I dropped between her legs to quickly lick her little tiny clit and push my finger against her hole. She may have had a cherr...y, but I did not have any problems working my finger tip into enough to feel her pussy squeeze my finger when she came. Once she was done I got the lotion, pushed her legs together, sat beside her and finished rubbing lotion over the rest of her naked body. When I got to her little girl nipples I did not find even the hint of her being a girl,. B?s voice came from within. ?Enter.?Ms. Fuchs opened the door, walked in and curtseyed to Mr. B. I foundthat I still thought of him as Mr. B, even though I was supposed tocall him Master now. I gave him a deep curtsey, rose and stoodperfectly still, demurely lowering my eyes and folding my hands overmy apron.?Your new personal maid, sir,? Ms. Fuchs said. She gestured that Ishould move closer to Mr. B?s desk. The desk was oversized, like Mr.B himself, and quite messy. His enormous computer. "What's next on today's agenda, ladies?" asked Vicky as my Aunt paid thebill. "We're going to get our hair and makeup done at Shelly's, andthen do some shopping for clothes. We can't have Bobbi wearing Mary'sclothes all summer long." "Well it was sure nice to meet you, Bobbi.Be sure to keep your piercings clean until they heal properly, sweetie. You ladies have a nice day, and thanks for coming in today."Next we went to a hair salon. This place was owned by Shelly, who wasanother friend of. “stand” she obeyed, “lift up your skirt I want to see if you remembered all of it” she did willingly exposing dark stocking clad legs with deliciously pale creamy thighs above, suspenders, some dark blue satin and lace knickers with a suspiciously darker patch in the front, I think she was enjoying the anticipation or the vibrations on the train were more intense that I had ever remembered. “you did – good girl” this made her beam, “undo your shirt” she slowly undid the buttons and sked if she.