To be cozy with the In-Crowd." The snide tone was like aslap across the face."It's not what I want, Kat. It's Stephanie." I shook my head. "She'sgetti...ng what she wants. She wanted to be a Raiderette. She wants to bepopular. Her euphoria over it all is messing with me." She arched abrow. "Is that what happened on the field this afternoon? Stephanie'seuphoria got to you?" You saw that?" I saw Stephanie show up to tryout to be one of the Raiderettes. Then Isaw Nadine walk up and stand nearby.. He works as a chauffeur, butler and generally manages the household and estate when I am not around. He will also act as a host when other people rent the place and will take care of administration. He lives here and so does his wife, who does the cooking and shopping. Both are very capable of performing all sorts of power exchange related tasks as well, but they will only do so when told to be me. They live in a cottage a bit further down the road and you will hardly ever see them. Next to. “So, do you think I’m hot?” I did the only thing I could do. I nodded. “Yes. I think you’re fucking amazing.” “Do you … Do you want to?” My gaze left his cock and met his blues. I closed my eyes, shook my head. “Huey, you’re drunk. You don’t … You’ve never …” “Does it look like I don’t want you to?” I shook my head again. His arousal was more than apparent. My stomach swirled around and around. “Please.” His voice was barely above a whisper. An urgent plea. For release? Maybe that was it. He. I can continue this way, but I want to keep up on the primary goal and tell the real thing. He made me a Don, an insatiable bunny in bed, a princess in four eyes, a public friend, and a slut when needed when he wants to. I'll always agree to fuck where she wants, as it has been doing so far. I'm sick of it or I will not always agree because it works best. Because of this, my pussy is naturally moisturizing, in the last 6 months we do not use petroleum jelly or gel because because of its tongue.