She didn’t say anything, but Mistress Tracy suddenly stepped back and apologized. “I’m sorry, Mistress Gloria,” she said in almost a quaking voice, “that was totally stupid of me. Please forgive me.” For a minute I thought that she was going to drop to her knees, but Mistress Gloria just shook her head slightly and said, “Forget about it, Tracy.” Then she added a little more firmly, “Just don’t let it happen again.” That was in mid-June. It wasn’t anything really major, but from that point on, it seemed like there was friction between the three Mistresses. Maybe there was before and I hadn’t noticed it, but something was wrong. Nothing specific was said, but it was there under everything. I think Master Jeremy and slave kristi coming adorable into amateur the cove for the Fourth of July aggravated things. Mistress Tracy seemed really bitchy for several days after Master Jeremy left. Then about two weeks later, the three Mistresses got into a really loud argument asian at breakfast. I don’t know what the original argument was all about. We couldn’t hear that over in the kitchen. But it got really loud when things exploded. “I think we need to clarify who is in charge here,” Mistress Tracy said, slamming her fork down on her plate. “You two treat me like I’m one of your slaves,” she almost screamed. Then she stood up next to the table, put her fists on her hips and said, “I demand a reckoning.” “What do you suggest,” Mistress Gloria said calmly, “dueling pistols at forty paces?” She was smiling, but no one laughed at her suggestion. We slaves sort of crouched down and hid in the kitchen waiting to see what would happen. “I am willing to acknowledge Mistress Gloria as our leader,” Mistress Sam said calmly. “I’m not!” Mistress Tracy yelled, stomping her foot for emphasis. Slave cheryl stepped out of the kitchen slightly and bowed her head. Slave cheryl had changed a lot since the Fourth of July japanese also. Actually she had changed a lot since she lost our little contest and all of her body hair. She was... different. She was still acting very submissive to Mistress Sam, but the way she carried her body and the way she walked and talked was just... different. Maybe it was because when the hair on her head began to grow back in it was in tight curls. I hadn’t thought anything about it, but she was a black woman with very straight hair. Evidently the tight curls were what her hair should naturally be. There was now just enough hair on her head to make a tight skull cap of curly black hair. “May I speak?” she asked softly. “Why not?” Mistress Sam said. Mistress Gloria nodded public her head. Mistress Tracy just stood there glaring with her hands on her hips. “If you are seeking a physical challenge,” cheryl said, “you have already tested a course with us. The target portion could remain the same, but perhaps you would want to swim or run farther because you are better than us humble slaves.” She bowed slightly and then added, “You can add other things to the course, but it would be a proven way to test your physical strengths.” “Great suggestion,” Mistress Sam said. Then turning to Mistress Tracy she asked, “What do you think?” “I think I would stomp both your asses,” Mistress Tracy said angrily. “Ahh,” said Mistress Gloria, “but like before, there is the matter of incentive.” We both put our heads down into our laptops. But it’s not question of ‘if,’ is it? “Sorry Master, it asian won’t happen again.” If she declined this opportunity, the next highest score could take her place. “Fine” I said, “you want amateur a sex story, well I have a good one.” Simon sat up in his chair and both of them were looking at me intently as I started telling the story. “Wow!” Eileen said. "No Dean, all is well. Late Saturday afternoon, there were only a few people in front of Evan and Jason on the ticket line. public C’mon asshole, just order, I think. I should be telling you that you shouldn’t have done what you did, that I was bad for encouraging it, and for doing what I did with Laura. The smell was really powerful now and for some reason, I wanted to taste her. They finally pulled apart and I and helped up Mandy, then Cathy. “Mmm, it is,” Kora sighed, leaning against me. “Damn right, it won’t happen again,” the Pillar declared, his voice seeming adorable to echo off the very darkness. Tell me you want to be the one to give it to her" Jenn japanese was completely serious now. Lisa stood and extended her hand out to him, “I’m Lisa Swanson….and you?” “We are fantastic, life has been perfect. He sat down next me, his left hip in the curve of my bent legs.