Simple!” I said, leaning forward. I felt like I was almost ready to cry. Hmm, I thought, that might not be a bad idea. I knew well the power of tear...s, I could get my dad to do almost anything by crying about it. “I’m so sorry! I ... I don’t know what came over me!”He looked stern, like he thought he was my father or something.“Miss Tatum,” he said, and I thought, oh no, I’m not Chanelle any longer to him. “Miss Tatum, I hate to say this, but I’m probably going to have to let one of you go. If I. “Whatever.” Carmen pretended to be angry then smiled and caressed Alyssa’s arm where she just pinched her. “Sorry.” She stared at Alyssa, who closed her eyes again, ready to drift back to sleep. “What do I say?” “I’m not the one who speaks Spanish,” Alyssa snickered. “I mean, does it sound weird?” “No. Whatever you’re saying, it sounds really hot.” She lifted her head and kissed Carmen on the lips before laying it back down on the pillow. “I like it. It’s very sexy.” Carmen smiled. “What else. Once inside we set out drinks down and sat on the bed. He got between my legs and told me he was looking forward in getting my cock in his hands. He reached to remove my belt and pants. My cock was standing very proud as he was kneeling between my legs. He started stroking my cock and it felt so good. I tried to reach down to remove his cloths but couldn't. I stood up and he pulled my hard cock into his mouth like a man on a mission. He sucked my cock so good that I felt like I wanted every bit. At other times I'd ask her what she was reading, but she wouldn't tell me.We played together as children, and she'd always want to be a slave, or a naughty child. Mum and Dad always went to play bridge on Thursday nights, and that's when we played her 'special' games. Sometimes I'd be a pirate, and capture her for ransom. She'd struggle, and we'd end up wrestling on the floor, and I'd have to take her clothes off and tie her up. Or I'd be a Pharaoh in ancient Egypt, and she'd dance for me.