We pulled into the parking lot of a steak house that I had never been to before. Jeni turned and said, “Now bitch if you want to get dressed again b...efore we go in, you will have to make sure you know your place.”I looked at her with doubt in my eyes. I was getting more confused by the minute. But I was soon to find out that I should have never signed that contract.Jeni continued by saying, “You are now the property of our company. We all own you. You are nothing but a slave to all of us and. .”“Put a few more in your mouth.”“Mmm. ‘ner in my mouf now.”“Let them melt and breathe in their scent.”Hmm ... This is kind of weird. I guess they don’t taste as bad now. And they smell kind of ... nice. I stifle a little giggle. Actually, maybe I’m a little buzzy. Feels like little butterfly’s are flitting around my head. Kinda tingly.“Let them melt and breathe in their scent.”Mmmm, smells like chocolate. I love chocolate, it’s my favorite sin.“How are you feeling right now Ms.. He had been sleeping with her for the past two years and even made a contribution to her boob job fund in the amount $400. She was five-feet-nine-inches tall with caramel skin and a juicy, round ass. Her micro braids were lengthy and came down to her butt. “Thanks, Tiara,” he said when she returned with a glass.“How’s it going,” she inquired.“Pretty good. Played a round of golf today.”“Wonderful! How you do?”“Not bad. We just like to putz around for real. Only one of us is really good,” he. It was maddening and frustrating, but then, the summer before junior year happened. Not only did I hit a little growth spurt, I started loosening up more. I started confiding my sexual fantasies to some of my best friends. It was almost therapeutic. I loved it. Uttering things that I had previously kept close to my chest (specifically, my left tit) made me feel sexy. So I decided that this would be the year: sometime in the next 365 days, I would lose my virginity. There were a few options of.