"George was, actually."Why not," he smiled.Nicole looked at her wine glass. It was still full."It would be a shame to let this go to waste. Here," she... said, passing him the glass.Well, it would be a shame, George thought. Before he knew it, he'd tipped the glass back and poured the whole contents down his throat."Heh, seems like you really like it," Nicole said. "Why don't you bring the bottle with you?"Whoa, George thought as bubbles of light-headedness trickled up through his brain. He was. "That's right Maris. I have you begging me to fuck you as a reminder.Maybe sometime over the next week we'll review the movie. Maybe you'llbeg me to fuck your ass. Maybe you'll learn that you are mine now. I wantyou to come then I want your mouth to lick my wet pussy."As if on que Maris's pussy began to tighten about the phallus and shefelt her deep arousal. She closed her eyes as Mistress's tongue fuckedher mouth. Her body began to spasm as she released."That's my girl. You can be taught."Now. . I shrugged. I put it between my pussy lips and slid my panties on and went downstairs to dinner.As I was setting the table the doorbell rang and I showed in my grandparents. My aunt and uncle were already there. I gave hugs and made small talk.We sat down to dinner and my Dad asked me something about my Trig class and I started to speak when suddenly the tiny vibrator started vibrating. I broke off in mid sentence, and gasped, but then I continued what I was saying. My Dad had the remote. It must be what Maxine meant when she said, 'Think of me when you're behind the wheel'.The mechanic at the nearest service station claimed to know what needed to be done to get me back on the road. The parts didn't arrive until the next day, and in the meantime, he offered me fifty dollars for the truck. I arrived at home on Saturday, angry at Claire, Maxine, and most of all, myself.The town had grown. In addition to a new motel, two construction companies were kept busy building homes, and for.