" How did you know that Steven was going to be there?" I told him." The steel in her voice informed me that this was something she believed that she d...id for the right reasons. I whistled long and slow at her admission."Did you tell him before seeing your father?"Yes."Yes. I told him that we would be coming through the pass, and if he wasn't there to stop you, then Lady Megan would go free and he would look like a fool." And you didn't think to tell me earlier?" Father told me not to." I could. If I was not careful then they might come in their pants. But I wanted a little bit more than that. I pulled one’s hand towards my breasts and the other’s hand between my legs. With one hand on my tits one lad began to french kiss me, full on. The other lad pushed my legs further apart and began pushing his fingers into my cunt. It was very wet and although he lacked technique I felt as horny as hell.The lads were frantic. I lay back on the desk. My legs were lifted up by my pupil Nathan and. 9:20pm - ready with plenty of time to spare, perhaps even time for a quick joint. She had been saving it for later but what the hell she was ready early and deserved a reward. She pulled the joint she'd rolled earlier from her bags pocket along with a squeezy plastic bottle and a fresh bottle of poppers. She cracked open the window and stood smoking the joint as she set up what she called her poppers inhaler. Pouring some of the freshly opened poppers into the squeezy bottle, screwing closed. I was still a slave from birth, but my owner saw that I was educated by the same tutors who gave lessons to his other children.”Roger was uncertain whether to ask a question. Without thinking about it, he raised his hand. Sandrine stopped and smiled.“You may ask me anything, Roger, anything at all.” Her smile invited him to ask. Even as young as he was he saw the invitation in her eyes.“Why did he do that, Mistress Sandrine? I mean, weren’t slaves supposed to work and not study?”Sandrine.