"I hope you are right."Back in the Car:"It was 1987 when it happened. Back then I wasn't called Lulu, there was no Lulu. I was Louise; a nineteen year... old runaway getting by from moving from town to town, taking whatever I could and then moving onto the next" Oh poor little Lulu, always such a victim weren't you." Continued Lester in conversation with the recording. "Could never accept yourself for the dirty little whore you really were. Luckily when I find you I can make sure tha..."Lester's. "You just tell me what you want me to do." Hmmm, interesting," I said with a smirk. "Then you are hired."She smiled and disappeared down the hallway. When she returned she had her hair in a ponytail and was now wearing a pair of faded jeans and a low-cut t-shirt. I told her to put on some shoes and she returned with a pair of sneakers on her bare feet.I explained to her what my plan was and how I wanted the planks laid out. We laid out a few rows and I showed her how the flooring went together.. “I wish I could suck your cock right here,” I said. He smiled. “Come on, Trouble. Let’s head back.” *** Master wanted me to drive. I sat gingerly and hiked my skirt up as he had trained me to do. Master enjoyed fingering me or pinching and twisting my clit in the car. It was my responsibility to make sure he could access my pussy. I had balked the first time because I felt so exposed. After Master explained to me that my comfort was far secondary to his preference, I began to understand. When. Then I agreed to teach her on weekends. The next Saturday she came to me to learn. Her name was Madhu she was a good figure Asian white color at last she was beautiful all the way. It was Saturday I was teaching her some simple problems that she could pass easily in exam. Few days are gone just like that. One day while she was doing a problem I accidentally hold her hand then she did not respond to it. I was looking at her eyes after some time released my hands and she was not comfortable so.