I reached down between my legs and adjusted myself . I could feel pre-cum oozing from the head of my cock. Just then she gets up and walks over to the... cabinet that the TV is on directly in front of me, and starts reaching up high where there are some videos. her skirt is raised enough to see the bottom of her ass and her bikini panties that had worked themselves into her crack. Wow, what a turn-on. As she reached up, fiddling around with the videos trying to read what they were about, her. ..with Mistress.” That hurt. “Antsy?” She nodded. “Yeah, Master said she was our new Mistress last night.” “Did he say I wasn't also your Mistress?” Stupid question, she was treating me like her mistress. “No, mam. Everyone's concerned. Master, he's ignoring all the sluts.” “Thank you, 16,” I said and I looked at Alice. “Just...just don't worry about the cop, okay.” “Fine,” Alice said, frowning as she drove me down the street to our house at the end of the cul-de-sac. “I'll call you and let you. Mark didn't deserve Molly. He'd failed her. And he continued to fail her every moment that he spent with Salma.It wasn't that Mark had gone out of his way to be unfaithful. Indeed, nothing could have been further from his mind. Salma was just the woman who worked next door to SM Incorporated's skeleton office of two men and one young secretary. The company that employed her had something vaguely to do with the manufacture of nanocarbon polymers. Salma was a scientist by profession with. It used to be the Assistant RA's room, back when they had them here. C'mon. Let me help you with your stuff."We lugged my stuff upstairs. Henry had already put his things away, and volunteered to help me with mine. I politely declined. I had brought a few things with me that I wasn't sure I wanted Henry to see. At least not right away. He said he'd catch me later and hustled out the door.We essentially had three small 'rooms,' if you could call them that. Just inside the door were two small.