She wore cute ankle-boot heels that magically transformed her legs. She and Mitch knew to walk past the front of the line ostensibly on their way to t...he end of it and the bouncer would always invite her in, Mitch in tow. Mitch loved Roxanne, and loved dancing with her, but always felt like he had to be constantly on guard to keep the other guys in the club from getting any ideas. Mitch was tall and chiseled. Usually a look was all it took to send the message, but Mitch hated being distracted. I was shaking in excitement like a school girl going on her first date. “Can I bring something?” I heard his voice. “Surprise me” I said with a giggle and he laughed. I sent him my address. I slept in my short black nightie and black panties thinking about Jim and brunch. Next day I spent nearly whole day in cleaning the house till it was spotless. I watched my married bed and went to the mall. I bought a new set of pink linen bed sheets and cover. I walked to a shop and bought a black. " she commanded as I put my ass all the way up in the air. "I have a surprise for you slut." she said almost excitedly. "You are getting sized up, and milked." she explained as she started lubing my little asshole up again. I figured what sized up meant was that she was going to stretch my little asshole out with the next size of stick but didnt know what being milked meant. "Milked? Ma'am?" I asked without looking back. "Yep milked, you'll love it slut." "Ok Mommy." It didnt really. I took the key from around my neck and unlocked the drawer. I pulled out the first volume of my handwritten journal, then locked the drawer and went back to the ‘Indian’ room.Kara immediately recognized the three-ring binder for what it was. She smiled and nodded.“I think you should start reading this, Babe. If you don’t, I don’t think we’re going to make it.”She took the volume from me, opened the cover, and started reading. She was still reading when it was time for dinner.“I don’t even know.