Anyone could get crazy for one night with her. I did not have any lusty feelings for her, though sometimes I wet-dreamed about her. Normally, I would ...visit her house when I returned from school and sometimes when my parents are not home. Believe me,I loved going to her house. So, it happened one day. I returned from school, as normally I do. My parents were not there. I did not know who was in my house. So, I changed my dress in the bedroom instead of the bathroom. As I was opening my pants,. No,’ she whimpered softly. He pulled her aside, into an alcove. ‘Who am I?’ ‘Y-y-you’re Alan. I don’t understand.’ ‘Who am I to you?’ ‘My m-m-master.’ She began to tremble slightly. ‘If I say that we’re going to see Mrs. Hall, why do you question me?’ ‘S-s-sorry, Master.’ ‘Good, I’m glad we’re on the same page.’ He petted her on the top of her head, and she smiled, glowing inside. * * * Kimberly Hall spent the last five minutes in her office with the door closed, weighing her options. She. She removed her jacket and then took off her skirt. She looked around and Ali took them to a closet and hung them up. The girl's figure was exquisite. Her breasts were full with tiny pink nipples thrusting upward.Ali had gathered up cleaning materials and explained that the job was really messy. They had to take down all the law books, carefully brush off the plaster dust and check the bindings. Since many were leather-bound, the leather needed to be oiled, too. They began to work. And she did exactly the same. I took a quick shower, masturbated and dried myself and slowly came out of the room without any sound and stood on her back. She was deeply engrossed in the pictures that she did not notice my presence. I just touched her and asked her whether she liked the collection. She just closed her eyes with the hands and asked for apology. I told her that its ok and there is nothing to ashamed of or feel bad since this is a period where in everyone would like to explore the.