"I have to go back to Glasgow tomorrow mum" I said softly and they both looked up sharply, so I carried on,"I have to be at work on Wednesday morning,... so I'll get the evening flight from Heathrow" Why?" came from mum, but she knew why, I'd carved myself a little niche as what I liked to call a pub spy!It had started about two years ago when I went up to Scotland, to Glasgow, it had meant to be a few days away with Danny, a mate from school, but on my first night there, I'd chatted to him and. ”I obliged and arched my back as far as I could, trying my best to sway my ass back and forth as I crawled to my mistress then bowed at her feet. I could feel a tingle begin to grow deep inside my ass in anticipation of the upcoming events. “Good girl Rachel, now I want you to run your tongue from the toe of my boots, up my leg and suck on these big black balls.”Immediately I placed my tongue on the tip of the smooth leather then slowly began working my way over the top of her foot, up her. I was waiting for him at my window by the roadside.Three hours passed, five hours passed but he did not show up. I called him umpteen times but he was not responding. I was slowly getting worried. I waited for him like that till 3 pm but no one came and no phone call or message came either. I started to cry (it happened itself). That whole night, I cried and didn’t sleep.The next day, our common friend called me out of nowhere. I informed him about everything. He came that day to meet me. I. She found him at the park engaged in some heavy necking with Mary Ann Miller, there was a scene, and Judy ran home and never spoke to him again."He sure seems like he wants to rekindle something," I said.Connie laughed, "That's why I said I wonder what would happen if you weren't here."After hearing Connie's comment and the little story behind it I wondered about it too and she must have seen it on my face, "You want to find out?"I smiled and said, "I am just a little bit curious."Connie gave.