Candice thought the child would be a reward to Constance for all she’d done, though she thought the whole idea was full of irony. At the same time, ...since she still had keyword control of Constance, this was the perfect place to send the child.Noticing it was 7:00 p.m. in Phoenix, Candice dialed Constance’s home number. It was answered, “Hello?”“How’s Constance doing tonight?’Recognizing Candice’s voice she replied, “Fine, mistress.”“I have some good news for you. We’ve located your. I could see how all of this would lead us to sex, but I made a promise once. I don't want to talk about that, but tonight of all nights, we can't have sex. I mean I can't have sex. I'm sorry." "Wow," I stated. "I mean, no need to apologize. First, I promise I was being nice just to be nice. You don't owe me anything. If you feel that you do, please pay it forward. Second, right now I’m having a hard time thinking about anything besides sex. But I can respect you and your privacy, and I should. Then I exited my house to the car, so I could pop one of my tires on the car. I smoothed out my skirt and walked towards Steven's house, ringing the doorbell. As Steven opened the door, I shivered at the lust in his eyes, looking me up and down. "May I help you, Miss?"I smiled coyly and responded, "Well, like I totally hope so. My name's Tiffany. I have a flat tire, and I need to use a phone?"Smiling lustfully, Steven opened the door to let me into the house. As I walked past him, I rubbed. Five girls were asked to join in. Alice, the tall girl with large breasts, and flaming red hair, hanging down; Anna, the brown haired beauty with small pointy breasts and very white skin; Sally, a boyish type girl with hardly any breasts at all and a figure rather too close to a pencil. In fact she was very popular, especially dressed up as a boy; Rachel, with long black hair, dark eyes, full breasts and a wicked sense of humour. And then myself, slim, small breasts, long straight blonde hair,.