Crying was as natural to me as breathing, thesedays."Anything?" said Mom."Anything!" Well..." Please, Mom, don't make me wear dresses to school!"Mom l...ooked at the principal."Well, there are a few things I'd like you to help me with in thenext few days, Melissa. If you do a good job, well...we'll see."I got up, and Mrs. Halversson reminded my Mom that she would needa decision before the weekend.We went back to the car. I was so scared, I was shaking. I didn'tknow if I had won or not, but I was. Knowing that soon I will feel this hard wet messy cock inside of me, I start getting even wetter than I was before. I close my eyes, picturing the scene in our bedroom. Heather on the bed, legs spread fucking herself with my "friend". I can hear how wet she is. Me naked on the edge of the bed, Mark's hands in my hair and his cock down my throat. My face, tits and his balls a sticky wet mess. Taking one hand off his chest I bring it down between my legs. That vision in my brain pushing my. Knowing this is called figging and this is going to burn, I'm apprehensive but know that all things Sir has done to me, he knows my limits and wouldn't do anything in advance of what he believe I can withstand.Carving done, Sir comes behind me and starts coaxing me into a frenzy again. I think I'm tight as I'm unsure how this will feel but the ginger is an ok size, it's not a size that's going to hurt me at all. Initially, I feel it tingle. It's nice. Sir clips my hand cuffs together but leaves. " I'm sure you two will be able to work it out for yourselves," he said. "Your mother and I spent a long time going over the details and..." Details?" I asked. "Like what?" Her personality mostly," Dad replied with a shrug. "Your mom had some definite ideas, but I think you'll be happy and Tiffany's smart. The more she's with you, the more she'll learn." Really?" Yeah," he said with a smile. "Don't ask me how it all works, but that's what they said. She's the best one they sell, so ... Be.