I stopped my petty crime spree for quite a while and laid low until the heat was off.As I got older, school was still my favorite place. Even if I nev...er had friends who sat with me at lunch and was never invited to parties, school was away from Mother. Before the first week was over I'd have read all my textbooks from cover to cover and begun trying to read everything in the school library. But I never raised my hand to answer questions and if the teacher did call on me I made sure to give. That was breaking point for me. Just knowing how turned on she was started driving me crazy, “shit” I said “don’t say stuff like that, ok, I already want you really badly already” At the admission of that fact, we were both ready to rip into each other, but I didn’t want her to do something she may regret. “Let’s just hold hands for a bit” I proposed. She promptly agreed. This did not help things, our skin felt amazing touching together, and it only made us want each other more. “Fuck, this. "Wherever did you get it?" My Mistress had it made for me," she said in a voice that reminded me of any five-year-old showing off a new necklace. "We were talking about what I could wear that would reflect who I am without being too obvious and I remembered this little guy from my training dreams. I drew it up and she had a local jeweler make it for me. It took a couple tries before we found someone who could do it, but she found this one guy, a really sweet old guy, who put himself through. She lay for a few minutes recovering and then she took another shower. Once again she stood in front of the mirror looking at her body as she dried herself. Her thoughts started to drift again but she suddenly heard her name being called out. It was Al’s voice. She went to look out of the bedroom window and then she realised that she was naked. She reached for her white silk gown and put it on before going to the window and opening it. “I just called to see if the dishwasher was working okay.”.