‘As often as you like,’ I replied. I was totally infatuated with Carla. I persuaded myself I was deeply in love with her, and as the following wee...ks passed, I was either making love with her, or thinking about making love with her. I spent most of my free time in her flat, and was able to do what I could not have done that first night, and take in my surroundings. It was a rather stuffy little place, and there were paintings everywhere. They stood against walls, in cupboards and drawers.. Fair in complexion, not too thin and not too fat, simply perfect figure, medium breast and a nice curvy ass, if you look at that ass, you’d want to grab it and bite it. Anyway, as soon as I saw her profile I got an idea, I texted her on WhatsApp. I got a reply in next ½ hour. Initially, we had a random conversation, then after a while, I grabbed an opportunity and told her that I saw her profile on tinder and asked about her intentions behind it. She didn’t answer instead she turned the. I wasso charged up by my burgeoning fantasy that I jumped into my car andheaded to Dallas. I stopped along the way and was fortunate enough tomeet a man and a woman at a rest stop who gave me my first taste ofsubmissive sex.It was sheer bliss, and I resumed my journey to Dallas, now completelydetermined to be a perfect little sex slave for MissKriss. I had somewild fantasies running through my head of what might happen, but nothinglike what actually occurred on that fateful night.There was a. Beth n' me, we stayed together forever. When I was in twelfth grade, Mama died from a bad case of pneumonia. Well I was just a mess for a while after that. Beth insisted that I come and live at the farm full time until I went off to college. She helped me sell the house and property and open a savings account at the bank to use for my education.Nobody said anything about me livin' at Beth's place 'cause they all knew I worked for her and that we were good friends. I took two weeks off from.