I curled my toes for long periods, then triedbouncing from foot to foot in a desperate attempt to hold things in.Finally, I began to hunch over slight...ly, my hands moving instinctivelytowards my crotch."Was is the problem there?" asked Master suddenly."No problem!" I squeaked."You are not standing to attention like a good girl." He smiled. "Tellyour Master what the problem is." I...need the bathroom..." I beg your pardon?" I need the bathroom." Again?" I need the bathroom...Master." Ah, now I. Finally, I could take it no longer. I had to either erupt in her mouth or force her to stop, and since I had a plan which had just gone temporarily awry, I chose the latter. Tina squealed with delight as I picked her up and carried her from the bathroom to her bedroom. She fawned over the many stuffed animals and roses on the bed and enthusiastically peppered my face with kisses before I settled her down on the bed, surrounded by the many vestiges of the girlhood which life circumstances had. "Umm, I'm Duncan. Mrs. Johnson told me to be here at 11 to clean the pool?" I tried to sound convincing as I turned to face the large man behind me.He was about 6'3", and outweighed me by about 60 pounds. He had arms the size of my thighs and a nasty demeanor about him. In other words, he scared the shit out of me."Oh yeah" he said, his expression slightly less menacing. "Pool's around back" he said dismissing me and putting the large suitcase in the trunk of the jaguar behind him. I let myself. "I slowly turn around and I'm guessing Kevin shits himself ... just a little. The usual expressions cross his face when one finds himself in his circumstance. You know - shock, confusion, oh fuck! then anger. I am impressed he gathers him emotions pretty quickly though.I sweetly extend my hand to him - the same hand that beat and pegged his ass just twenty-four hours ago. He actually locks eyes with me and shakes my hand. Carol starts giggling again saying, "Honey, Felicia took me shopping.".