Olivia screamed when the spatula struck the back of her left thigh. Dave pulled back the spatula and brought it down again, this time on her right thi...gh. Again Olivia screamed."You're not counting, Slave!" Jennifer yelled down at her, standing right over Olivia's head."That's okay," Dave said, starting to get into the act. "We can just start all over. Sound good to you, slave?" Yes, master," Olivia said in obvious pain but with a smile on her face, unseen by either Dave or Jenn.Dave began. “She was hot. I liked her smile and personality. I could see why you would be attracted to her,” I said."Marie, she is twenty-seven years old. Her body is wonderful. Her tits are awesome, and her pussy is warm and juicy. She has been a lesbian for several years. She took a liking to me and we began to flirt... anyway it's a long story."Surprised, I needed to know more. “Were you planning on leaving your spouse?”“No, not really. I’m stuck. But this is a world of good for me. I was undecided for. Ugh," Edward shuddered delicately, "her hair wasterrible." "Please explain." Well she has dark hair and though it is rather long for a woman it isnormally greased back." Normally?" Well yes, for as long as I have known her." And that day?" Long prompted "Well she had obviously washed all of the greasy stuff out and tried tocurl it and pile it on top of her head. And she had highlights." Edwardspat out the word as if it burned his mouth. "It was all rather pathetic." Objection your honor," Miss. Michelle hated to be dressed in feminine attire and on every Sunday she hated having to wear a dress and fancy shoes as she would be going to church and have to socialize with other young ladies. Michelle's grandmother made sure Michelle sat properly and acted as a young lady should . The boys never seemed to notice Michelle because she was more masculine than her peers and wasn't afraid to knock the hell out of them if they crossed the line. Michelle always felt deep down that god had gotten.