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I rolled over and yawned as I stretched out in my bed. I couldn't get Club Cuffs out of my mind as I continued to replay the events of my test over and over. I jumped out of bed and turned my computer on. I picked up the big envelope that Kate gave me last night and opened it. I pulled several sheets of papers out and began to read. They were mostly rules of the club with several disclaimers. One page however caught my particular interest.

I read down the page carefully. "Sign up sheets for the 'stage shows' and the 'main event' are first come first serve."

Obviously I knew what the stage shows were but I had no idea what the 'main event' was. As I laid there gazing at the paper, Kate wandered back into my mind. I couldn't believe how much control she had over me last night. Last night I was her own personal sex toy and I had to admit that I loved it. Actually, I hated being tied up as I like to be the dominant person but it gave me a complete and clear understanding why Mrs. Graph loves it and needs it. I now know why my teacher needs a disciplined lifestyle.

I continued to replay in my mind how Kate seduced me and completely controlled me. My god she did everything and anything she wanted to me as long as it gave her sexual pleasure. She did things to me last night that I only fantasized about. Her style and her touch were amazing. I knew one thing for sure, she had power. She has complete power and control.

I set the papers down and went online. I checked my e mail and sure enough there was a message from Mrs. Graph. I clicked on it, opened it and began to read.

"I don't know what to do anymore. I have asked you to stop but you wont. I asked you for my ring back but you wont give it back to me. I ask you to leave me alone but you keep coming back to me. Why? I almost ruined my life last night as my husband nearly woke up and caught me. Why are you controlling me like this? Why am I letting you do this to me? These questions I have no answer to. I do know that this little sick game of yours has to stop and stop now before one of us or both of us gets hurt. Please return my ring back to me."

I sat there with a big evil grin on my face as I clicked on the reply icon. I thought for a moment before I began to type.

"Dear Mrs. Graph, Hello! You ask many questions of your Master. You say that you ask me to stop but I won't. Did you ever think that maybe the answer lies within you? Somewhere deep down in your heart I believe that you don't want me to stop. You say that I won't give you your ring back. That is not true Mrs. Graph. You will get your ring back as soon as you are worthy to wear it again. As soon as you understand what your Master is all about and how much you need him. You ask your Master why he continued to come back to you. That answer is simple Mrs. Graph. Because your Master knows how much you need his guidance. You even ask your Master why he is controlling you like this? Well Mrs. Graph, I have an answer to your question. Today your Master wants you to do some soul searching. Take a walk in the park or a nice hot bubble bath and think about why you let me control you. Tonight, e mail your Master and open your mind, heart, and soul and tell him your answer. I will look forward to the answer of your own question." Signed, Master.

I logged off of my computer and went through my usual morning routine. It was still early so I decided to go see if Trista was working today at the coffee shop. I hopped on my bike and rode to the coffee shop and parked my bike a couple of store fronts down. I casually walked toward the coffee shop and pulled the door open. I walked inside and immediately saw Trista. I went and sat at the same table in front of the window and waited for her. I watched her walking around as she made her rounds at her tables. Finally she made it to my table.

"Well hello again," Trista said as she set a coffee cup down in front of me.

That comment made me feel wonderful as it meant that she remembered me from yesterday.

"Hello Trista," I said as she poured my cup full to the rim.

"Can I get you anything else?" she asked as she looked into my eyes.

"Nah, I'm all right" I said as I poured a little cream into my coffee, only to be disappointed when she turned around and went to serve another table.

I just sat there as I watched her move gracefully about the dining room. She looked so cute in those jeans and white tee shirt under her green apron.

"God this girl is gorgeous," I said to myself as I continued to drink my coffee.

I was about two thirds done with my cup when she returned to fill it. She sat down on the other side of the table as she poured my coffee.

"Grab a seat for a while, it isn't too busy," I said as I smiled at her.

She looked around before setting the coffee pot on the table.

"Thanks," she said as she pushed her hair back over her ears.

"You know my name, so what is yours?" she asked.

"I'm Justin," I said as I held out my hand to shake hers.

She slid her soft fingers along my palm until our hands came together in a firm handshake.

"Nice to meet you Justin," Trista said as we shook hands.

"Are you still in school?" I asked as I took a sip of coffee.

"Oh no, I graduated this spring," she said as she looked over at the other customers to see if they needed anything.

"What school did you go to?" I asked as I knew for certain that she didn't go to my school.

"I went to "The Valley Christian Academy" Trista said," as she seemed proud of her high school.

"Where did you go?" she asked.

"I went to Norbert High," I said as I again sipped my coffee.

"How did you like it there?" I asked as I looked deeply into her beautiful green eyes.

"It was all right, you know my father is the minister there, so it was kind of boring."

"Your dad is a minister?" I asked with a somewhat shocked look on my face.

"Yeah, he has been his whole life," she said as she looked to see if any of her customers needed anything.

Just then I blurted out "Would you like to go out to dinner?"

Trista looked at me with a blushing face.

"Well, how about we meet here tonight and we can talk some more?" Trista said as she slid out of the bench and stood up.

"I would love to," I said as I stood up and tossed a five dollar bill onto the table.

"Seven O.K.?" Trista asked as she seemed in a hurry to go to one of her other tables.

"Sounds great," I said as I stood up and walked towards the door.

"Bye Justin," she said in a sweet voice as I pushed the door open.

I paused for a moment and turned and said "See ya at seven."

I looked over at the Sea Side Diner as I made my way to my bike to see if I could spot Kate. The diner looked empty as it was already past the breakfast hour. I hopped on my bike and raced for home.

"Shit!" I said to myself as I realized that I forgot to ask Trista for her phone number.

I raced up my driveway and parked my bike in the garage before I went into the house. I went to my room and pulled out the package that I was going to send to Mrs. Graph. I made sure that everything was packaged perfectly before placing the big box back in my closet. I had a plan, now I needed to execute it.

I grew bored so I decided to go over to Brad's house. I went back to the garage and got on my bike. I pedaled down the street and in no time at all I pulled up Brad's driveway. I became excited when I saw his mother's car parked in the garage. I jumped off of my bike and knocked at the front door and in a flash Brad answered the door.

"Hey Justin come on in," Brad said as we walked into the den.

I sat down and focused on the television as Brad was watching video's again. We began to make small talk while we watched television. I nearly choked when I looked out the sliding glass door. There was his mom, laying flat on her stomach sun tanning in a tiny bikini. Her top was undone as she laid flat on her stomach so she wouldn't get any tanning lines. I tried to refocus on the television but his mother was a definite distraction.

"God if I could just go out there and fuck her brains out," I thought to myself as I continued to glance out the window at Stephani.

I realized that I had an erection growing in my pants as she looked so sexy laying on a large beach towel. Brad got up and excused himself to go to the rest room as there was a boring video on the television. I noticed on shelf next to my chair was an old antique pair of binoculars. Quickly I picked them up and looked through them, focusing on his mother. I focused her in clearly and instantly looked up between her legs.

"Sweet Jesus," I said softly as I could see stray strands of hair sticking out past the elastic band around her leg near her crotch.

I could make out her mound as her bikini bottoms were quite tight. Looking up her torso I examined the sides of her breasts as they were smashed underneath her against the wooden deck. I heard the toilet flush so I quickly replaced the binoculars where I got them from.

Brad returned and I had a serious erection in my pants. Glancing out the window again I noticed his mom reaching behind her and hooking her top. Two seconds later she stood up and came into the den.

"Hi Brad," Stephani said as she sat down in her bikini on the love seat across from me.

"Hi," I said as I watched her sit down before swinging her sexy legs up over the edge of the love seat.

I couldn't help but to stare at her gorgeous feet. Ever since last night when Kate made me suck her toes it seems like I now have a foot fetish. Oh how badly I wanted to go kneel at the edge of the love seat and kiss and nibble her sexy toes. I had to pry my eyes away from her and as I went to look at the television her breasts caught my attention. I swear I swallowed loud enough to wake the dead as I saw how hard her nipples were.

"My God," I thought to myself as I wondered how long they would be without her top on.

I have never seen nipples so big before in my life. It was a miracle my cock didn't break through my zipper as I was now rock solid.

Suddenly Stephani jumped up off of the couch.

"I better get dinner going before your dad gets home," she said as she walked past me and into the kitchen.

My eyes were glued to her ass as one side of her bottoms was pulled into her ass crack, exposing over one half of a cheek.

As she walked gracefully into the kitchen I almost choked when I saw her finger slide under the bikini bottom to pull the material out of her crack.

Brad and I watched television for a while and I realized that it was getting late.

"I better get going," I said as I stood up.

I wanted to tell him about Trista but I didn't want him snooping around the coffee shop trying to work an angle so I decided to keep to myself and tell him some other time. We said our good byes and I rode toward home. Along the way I couldn't help but to think about Trista.

"My God, her dad is a minister," I said to myself. Here I am a member of Club Cuffs and I'm on the verge of going out with a minister's daughter.

I left my bike on the side of the garage and went inside. Looking at the clock I realized that my parents were going to be home soon. I decided that I was going to go see Trista in a couple of hours and then go to Club Cuffs to hang out for a while.

I went to go take a quick shower before heading back to my room. I logged on to my computer and checked my e mail as I let my hair dry. To my dismay there was no mail from my teacher. I signed off and put on some casual clothes. I went down to the kitchen just as my parents came in the door.

I didn't realize that my mom had a crock pot running all day and dinner was ready in no time. We ate and chatted about our day before cleaning up the mess. It was now six thirty and I knew that I needed to get to the coffee shop as I didn't want to be late. My parents went into the living room to watch television and I slipped out the side door. I hopped on to my bike and slowly rode down to the coffee shop. I parked my bike a couple of stores away as I didn't want Trista to see me on a bike. I walked up the door and pulled it open before walking in.

"Hi Justin," Trista said as she took my hand and led me to a table in the corner.

We sat down and began to converse about everything. She told me all kinds of stuff about her c***dhood and I shared the same stories about me. She got up and got us both a cup of coffee and then sat down again, only this time leaning over the table slightly closer. There was something special about this girl and I just couldn't figure out what it was. We giggled and laughed as we continued to learn more and more about each other.

Before I knew it, it was already nine fifteen.

"I better get home before my dad has a fit" Trista said.

"You still have a curfew?" I asked.

"Yeah, daddy is over protective of me," Trista said as she smiled and squinted her eyes at me.

"He's afraid I am going to be led down the wrong path one day," she said as she stood up and picked up her purse.

"Hey, can I get your number?" I asked.

Trista sat back down and opened her purse, pulling a small day planner out. She opened it and scribbled her name and number on a piece of paper and tore it out and handed it to me.

"What's yours?" she asked as she held her pen waiting for me to speak?

I gave her my number and she scribbled it in her planner.

"I really have to go Justin before I get punished for staying out too late."

Together we walked out the door and she hopped into her dark blue Camaro and sped off.

I waited for her to turn around the corner before making my way down the alley which led to the entrance of Club Cuffs. As I made my way down the alley, I realized that I forgot my ID card at home. I did an about face and walked back to where my bike was. I unlocked it and rode home. The lights were still on in the house so I knew my mom and dad were still awake. I walked in and made my way past the living room. My mom and dad were both sound asleep on the sofa so I quietly went up to my room. I found the envelope that I had hidden and reached inside for my Club Cuffs ID card.

I stashed the envelope and sat down at my computer. I logged onto the web site to access my e mail to see if Mrs. Graph found her answer yet. I clicked on my in box and there were no messages. I logged off and went back down stairs. I silently walked past my parents and into the garage before vanishing into the darkness.

I began riding my bike back to the club. I wondered what it was going to be like in there tonight. As I made my way back, I wondered if Mrs. Graph would go along with my plan. I turned the corner and cut down the alley behind the Sea Side Diner. I stashed my bike against a fence and proceeded to walk towards the dimly lit door. As I approached the door I couldn't tell that there was anything going on inside. The alley was dark and lined with cars and there wasn't another soul in sight. The light shining down cast a yellowish glow on the half rusted door. I inserted my ID card and buzzed myself in. I reached out for the cold metal handle and pulled the door open.

There was a dimly lit area before another door. I walked toward the second door and knocked. Instantly the door opened and I was greeted by a huge guy who was as big as an ox. I handed him my ID card and he looked at it, glancing at me occasionally as if I was trying to pull a fast one. Finally after some time he handed me my card back and held out his hand.

"Welcome, I'm Ted," he said as he held out his hand.

I shook his big burly hand as I said "I'm Justin."

"Right down those stairs," Ted said as he pointed to the entrance of another spiral staircase.

The corridor leading to the spiral staircase was cold and dimly lit with candles. The carpeting was soft and hard to tell if it was clean as the lighting was so poor. I made it to the staircase and immediately heard the action down stairs. I began to descend the spiral staircase and my heart beat began to increase. The unmistakable sounds of a woman getting fucked hard were growing louder.

As I reached the base of the stairs there was a small landing area and a set of double doors. I pushed the door open and before I knew it I was inside Club Cuffs. The music was erotic and the sounds of people fucking were evident. I stood still and looked around the whole club. There was a pretty good size crowd and nearly every table had people around them. I slowly made my way toward the tables, noticing that nearly everyone was naked or in some state of undress. I saw the bar tender standing behind the bar was topless too. I noticed that she didn't have a lack of company as almost everyone sitting around the bar were guys.

I continued to walk in the direction of the staircase that led to Kate's office. There was a table available close to the stage so I made my way toward it. It was difficult walking as there were a set of chains and cuffs hanging down over every table. I walked past this one couple and I couldn't help but to watch them. The guy had his partner shackled by her wrists to the floor and her ankles were cuffed up over the table. The guy was sitting and eating her pussy while he watched the show.

I managed to turn my attention back to the stage and watched an incredible show. There were two guys and one lady on stage. The red head was sitting on a small stool and her wrists were cuffed up over her head. She was nearly on her back as her ankles were shackled to the ground and only a small cushioned support held her back up. The one guy was kneeling with his cock in her mouth while the other guy was standing up and fucking her pussy like a mad man. Her feet continued to flip flop until her one stiletto's fell off. I was so turned on I couldn't stand it any more. I had an erection in my pants that was ready to break my zipper.

Something caught my eye as I looked to my right. There was a young girl walking in my direction wearing a short black mini dress and heels. The thin spaghetti straps on her shoulders barely kept her top up. Her breasts were smaller than most of the other women but her hard nipples were evident. She walked past my table, glancing at me and smiling as she walked on past. Her short brown hair was pulled back into two pony tails like those of a school girl. I watched her walk all the way to the bar admiring her shapely body until she sat down with the guys at the bar.

I returned my attention to the couple next to me and saw that they were finished and were just sitting there completely nude. I knew they weren't finished yet as his cock was still rock hard. looking back at the stage I watched these two men fuck the living shit out of this completely helpless lady as she remained totally shackled. I reached down and adjusted my cock as I grew more and more uncomfortable.

"Having a little problem there," the stunning brunette said.

I smiled as I realized that it was the same woman who just walked past moments earlier.

"Don't be so shy," she said as she pulled her stool over next to me.

She sat down and crossed her legs, bouncing her sexy foot as she sat there.

"I saw your show with Kate last night," she said as she took a sip of her drink.

"How bad was it?" I asked as I had a hard time keeping my eyes above her breasts.

"I loved it," she said as she sat there bouncing her foot up and down.

Holding out her hand she said "Since your not going to ask I guess I better."

"I'm Mandi," she said as she slipped her soft sexy and well manicured hand into mine.
"I'm Justin," I said as we shook hands.

As we shook hands I couldn't help but to notice her 34b breasts jiggle.

"You don't even look old enough to be in here," I said as I peered into her dark brown eyes.

She chuckled as she took another sip of her drink before setting it down on the table.

"You sound just like Kate," Mandi said.

"When I joined last year she didn't believe that I was eighteen." "She made me go home to get my birth certificate to prove that I was old enough."

"So your nineteen now," I asked.

"Yep," replied Mandi as she took another sip of her drink.

As Mandi leaned forward to set her drink down her foot brushed against my leg.

"So this is your first night here," she asked as she placed her hand on my thigh.

My heart nearly exploded when I felt her well manicured fingers squeeze my leg softly.

"Yeah, I just came in to see how this place works," I said as I tried to keep myself composed in front of this lovely vixen.

"Look around Justin, this is how it works," Mandi said as she held her hand out and slowly swung it around to the audience.

"Nobody in here has any reservations about anything," she said.

"If your in the mood then come on in and get yourself a little action, Mandi said as she took another sip of her drink.

The music now had a deep bass tone in it and everything began to vibrate.

Suddenly Mandi and I looked over our shoulders to see what the commotion was. The lady that was shackled upside down earlier now had her partner shackled. His arms were cuffed over his head and she was kneeling between his legs giving him a fantastic blow job.

"See what I mean," Mandi said as she continued to stare at the lady kneeling between her lover's knees.

"His wife is over there," she pointed "while he is over here with her."

We looked up at the stage as we saw the same three some only this time she was on all fours while she was getting fucked in her ass and her mouth simultaneously. Her grunts and moans told us that they were close to a climax.

"I take it you never signed up for a stage show then," Mandi said as she slid her hand from my thigh and stood up in front of me.

"I can't say that I have," I said as I sat before this brunette beauty.

"Come with me and I'll show you," Mandi said as she pulled me from my chair and led me over towards the bar.

I couldn't help but to stare at her ass as I could tell she either wore a thong or nothing else as she had no visible panty lines. My eyes were drawn down her sexy legs all the way to her feet as she wore open toe sandals with five or six inch heels.

We reached the end of the bar and there was a list taped to the wall. There were two candles, one on each side of the list.

"This is where you sign up if you want to take your lover on stage." Mandi said as she placed her finger on the list next to her name.

"This list is always first come first serve," Mandi said as she continued to point to her name.

"If I didn't already promise Sven that I would do a threesome with him and his wife I would sign up with you," she said as she looked up into my eyes.

"Where is your husband at?" I asked.

Mandi giggled and said "He doesn't know I come here."

"How did you manage to pull that one off?" I asked.

"Don't get me wrong, I love my husband to death but he just doesn't have the same needs, wants, and desires that I have. When we make love, it's a fifteen minute romp in the hay. He falls asleep and I end up having to finish myself off. And trust me, that gets old in a hurry," Mandi said as the swirling spotlights caused her eyes to sparkle.

"Over here is the main event sign up sheet. I did a main event two weeks ago," Mandi said as she ordered another drink from the bar.

"Make it two," she shouted at the topless bar tender.

"What exactly is a main event?" I asked as I felt my pre cum oozing out and into my underwear.

"Every night there is one main event on stage. Again this is on a first come first serve basis and you usually have to sign up days in advance," Mandi said as she took a step over toward the large breasted bar tender to get the two drinks she ordered.

"Here," she said as she handed me a glass.

We both took a sip of our drinks.

"Main events are huge. Main events are what a lot of people come here for," Mandi said as she took another sip of her drink.

"If you have a good role playing scene you want to act out with a partner or partners then you sign up for a main event. The stage gets closed for like a half hour and a curtain gets pulled around it so you can set up your scene. There are a bunch of props behind the stage that you can use," Mandi said.

"You said you were in one a couple weeks ago?" I asked as I began to sip my drink.

"Oh God yes," Mandi said as she reached out and squeezed my arm.

"This guy I never saw in here before asked me to do a main event with him," Mandi said with a gleam in her eyes.

"He set the stage up and played the part of a cop while I was a run away felon. Oh god he hand cuffed me and used his billy club on me if ya know what I mean. I ended up fucking him to get out of my ticket and from getting arrested. You have to try it some time," Mandi said as she now had a look of lust and excitement in her eyes as she looked at me while sipping her drink..

We turned our attention to two sets of couples as they entered the club. The women were dressed down in jeans and tee shirts as they carried bags into the ladies room.

"I never thought I would see any women in here dressed like that," I said as I sipped on my drink.

"Trust me, they won't come out of the rest room looking like that. Most women bring their clothes to change into here and change in the rest room. Most of these women are here and their husbands don't know about it," Mandi said softly as she reached out and touched my arm with her hand.

"Lets go back to your table," Mandi said as she took the first step back toward the stage.

We began walking back through the mass of tangled bodies until we reached the table we were at originally. There was a new couple on the stage and this time it was a black guy and a white woman. She was blindfolded and her wrists were cuffed high over her head. She was standing in the sexiest pair of high heel shoes I had ever seen. Mandi and I never sat down as we both stood behind the table watching the show on stage. Leaning in I placed my lips by Mandi's ear.

"What kind of test did you have?" I asked.

Turning her head slightly but never taking her eyes off of the couple on the stage she replied softly "Same as yours."

"You mean you did Kate?" I asked with a surprised tone in my voice.

Mandi only nodded her head as she continued to stare at the couple on stage as she shifted herself slightly in front of me.

Suddenly I felt something. Mandi moved directly in front of me and reached behind her. I felt her hand on my swelling bulge as she continued to gaze upon the stage. I felt her fingers pull on the top of my pants, causing the button to pop free. My pulse quickened as I felt her skilled fingers begin to slide my zipper down.

With trembling hands I reached up and placed my hands on Mandi's bare shoulders. I couldn't believe it when she began to pull my pants down. She slowly bent her knees as she continued to pull my pants down until she let them go. My pants were around my knees as Mandi stood back up. I very casually eases the thin spaghetti straps off of her shoulders, eliciting a slight gasp from Mandi. Mandi reached up and pulled her arms through the thin black straps until the material fell down to her waist, exposing her ripe firm breasts.

I slid my trembling finger tips down Mandi's spine causing her hair on her neck to stand on end. Leaning in I whispered "Are you sure you are eighteen?"

Leaning back into me Mandi turned her head and kissed me hard on my mouth.

"As I looked into her lust crazed eyes she said "I'm nineteen, but tonight you can imagine anything you want."

I slowly slid my hands under her arms and across her stomach. I felt the navel ring she had before sliding my hands up until my thumbs brushed the bottoms of her breasts. Mandi reached in front and placed her hands on top of mine, slowly guiding my hands up over her breasts. Her nipples were rock hard as I felt them stiffen even more in the palm of my hands. Again she turned her head and kissed me passionately on my mouth.

I pinched her nipples softly causing her to moan loudly into my mouth as she kissed me more passionately. The music was pumping and the spot lights were flashing, adding to the increasing sexual tension between Mandi and myself. I pulled at her nipples causing her to slide her tongue into my open waiting mouth.

I sc****d my nail over her taught bud causing her to flinch and totally turn around. Mandi wrapped her arms around me and kissed me with passion like I never felt before. I felt her pull the bottom of my shirt up as she backed away far enough to lift the material over my head. I lifted my arms and helped her pull my shirt off before she leaned back into me. Her breasts pressed into my chest as I felt her hard nipples sink into my flesh. Mandi again kissed me only this time she bit lightly on my tongue before she slowly kissed her way down my neck to my chest.

Mandi slid her mouth over my chest until her lips grazed my nipple. Suddenly she sucked hard causing a burning sensation in my breast. Looking down I saw Mandi's dress had fallen to the ground and she already stepped out of it. All that remained besides her heels was a tiny black g-string.

Mandi began to slide her tongue down my stomach as she slowly sank to her knees. Before I knew it she was kneeling before me kissing my swollen member through my underwear.
Mandi hooked her fingers around my waistband and pulled gently as to not injure me. She eased my cock over the waistband of my underwear before yanking hard on them, pulling them to my ankles. Before I could step out of them Mandi began to kiss my member. Looking down I saw the top of her head where the two pony tails came out. She looked like a school girl satisfying her teacher although I knew otherwise. I watched as she licked up and down my cock, occasionally looking up into my eyes.

"Could this be the way Mrs. Graph feels," I wondered as Mandi continued to look into my eyes from her kneeling position.

Mandi cupped my balls as she stared into my soul. She wrapped her lips over my cock and began to bob her head up and down, swallowing nearly all of my member each time she went down.

I focused my attention toward the stage and watched the black man kneeling before his hot blond partner with his face in her bush. I was so turned on I couldn't hold back much longer. I reached down and held Mandi by her face while she continued to devour my cock. The music was erotic and the surroundings were surreal as I felt my toes start to tingle. Reaching around behind me I felt Mandi caress my ass. I began to involuntarily thrust my hips as I was on the verge of cumming.

Suddenly I felt Mandi wrap her thumb and first finger around the base of my cock. It felt rather uncomfortable until I realized that she slid her finger into my ass crack. Before I could protest Mandi pressed on my ass hole with her finger. I thought I was going to explode. The couple next to us was now fucking and watching us as Mandi pressed her finger past my sphincter and into my ass hole.

"Oh Goddddddd," I cried out as I felt her slide her finger inside even farther.

I began to tremble and shake as I watched the show on stage. The sounds of the woman right next to me cumming was too much. I felt Mandi begin to massage the inside of my ass as my balls began to contract.

"Oh Godddddd," I screamed as I felt myself begin to explode in Mandi's mouth.

Looking down I watched nothing come out of my cock as she continued to squeeze the base of my member with her thumb and finger.

Just then Mandi pulled off of my cock and looked up into my eyes with an evil grin. Suddenly she eased the pressure on the bottom of my cock and right before my very eyes I saw my cock begin to erupt. I couldn't believe it as she continued to massage the inside of my ass I felt myself on the verge of cumming again. Mandi wrapped her hand around my cock and began to stroke me up and down as fast as she could.

"Oh God I'm going to cum again," I screamed as I felt my balls tighten all over again.

Suddenly a second wave of pleasure filled my body as I felt my nuts begin to contract for a second time. My cum started squirting high into the air and landing on Mandi's face, hair and breasts. The lustful look in her eyes told me she knew what she was doing as I watched my cum arc high into the air and land on her face. She slid her tongue out of the corner of her mouth and licked up a drop of my jizz before removing her finger from my ass.

Mandi stood up and kissed me passionately on my mouth. I couldn't believe that I just achieved multiple orgasm's and I was still hard. Mandi sat down on the stool and placed her heels up on the edge of the table. The lady that was getting fucked right next to us moved directly behind Mandi. She sat down and placed her arms around Mandi's chest, cupping her breasts as she guided her back into her. Mandi was now laying back as she reached up and placed her hand on my face, guiding me down to my knees between her spread open legs.

I took her ankle in my hand and lifted her leg up so her knee went up the her chest. I tilted her foot as I looked into her eyes as I lowered my lips to her toes. Her eyes were now half closed as the lady who was supporting her began to caress and fondle her breasts. I slid my tongue across the top of her toes, eliciting a low moan from Mandi.

I slowly and seductively kissed and licked my way up her sexy leg, never losing eye contact with her. I could see the black crotch of her g-string was soaked as I kissed my way along her thigh, inching closer and closer to her covered cunt.

Looking up, I saw Mandi now had her eyes fixed on the stage. Glancing back I saw how the blonde lady was now kneeling before her handsome black friend and giving him a blow job. I turned my attention back towards Mandi and kissed her panty clad pussy right through the soaked material.

"Ohhhhhh," Mandi cried out as I slithered my tongue from the bottom of her cunt to her clit.

I placed her foot on the ground as she kept one foot on the edge of the table and slid my hands up along the outsides of her soft creamy thigh's. I slipped my fingers under the tiny waist band of her g-string as Mandi raised her ass up to help me ease her panties off. I pulled the dripping wet material down her legs as I again picked her one ankle up and slipped her foot through the opening. I pushed her g-string down her other leg and left it wrapped around the ankle that was still on the edge of the table.

Looking up again, I saw Mandi had her head turned and her tongue was lapping at the lady's stiffened nipple. I looked over to my right and I saw her partner sitting there just watching us while he lazily stroked his towering member. I knelt back down into position and inched my face closer to Mandi's neatly trimmed pussy. The only hair that remained was a tiny mohawk that was well trimmed. Mandi reached down and cupped my face with her shaking hands as she guided my face to her cunt. As my face moved closer I could smell her lovely scent as her pussy lips were glistening with her juices.

My lips lightly grazed her wetness causing her to pull her tongue away from the lady's breast behind her. Looking up I saw a fixated look on Mandi's face as she again watched the show on stage. I slowly slid my tongue out and into Mandi's soft delicate folds, as she arched her back in pleasure. I began to slide my tongue up and down her wet opening as she began to pant heavily. The music was pumping and the lights were flashing as I continued to eat this lovely brunette's pussy.

I began to swirl my tongue around her clit causing her to thrash her head back and forth across the breasts of the woman behind her.

"Oh Justin," Mandi moaned as she again placed her hands on my face.

I felt Mandi begin to push my head down even farther as I slid my tongue down the length of her pussy. Suddenly I felt her push my head down and my tongue begin to slide over the tiny space between her pussy and her ass hole.

I pulled my head back slightly only to have Mandi grab my hair and pull me back into her. As I looked in front of me at her puckered pink ass hole, she forcefully guided my mouth closer and closer. Ever so lightly I flicked my tongue across her sphincter, feeling every crease of her tight opening with tip of my tongue. Suddenly Mandi cried out in passion.

"Oh Jesus Christ Justin yeah!!!!!" Mandi cried out as she pulled my head in even closer.

I began to circle her ass hole with my tongue causing her to cry out as her hips began to buck slightly. Glancing up I saw the lady who was supporting her was now pulling on her nipples, stretching them like they were never stretched before. Mandi pulled me in until I felt my nose smash into her sopping pussy. I felt Mandi's ass hole begin to quiver as I began to press my tongue firmly on her back door opening. I could feel her pussy moving as I could see her hand rubbing her clit out of the corner of my eye as she continued to thrash about and moan.

Mandi was now gasping as I felt her anal opening relax and my tongue slip partially in.

"Oh God Justinnnnnnnn!!!" Mandi screamed as I felt her body begin to tremble.

I could feel her pussy juice running down and across my lips as my nose was now completely buried in her cunt. Mandi began to buck her hips like a wild woman as I continued to tongue fuck her ass hole. I felt her cunt gripping at my nose and her ass hole gripping at my tongue. I slid my tongue inside as far as I possibly could. Mandi began to buck her hips wildly as she smashed my face into her even harder. She fucked my face like there was no tomorrow. After several minutes she began to slow down as she finally released my face.

Mandi smiled at me as she stood up and leaned over the table. I watched her spread her legs as she stood before me wearing only her sexy heels and her g-string around her ankle. I moved into position as she continued to look over her shoulder at me with a glazed look in her eyes.

The lady that was holding Mandi was now standing next to me. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around my throbbing cock and began to stroke me as she guided my twitching member to it's soon to be new home. This lady who had me by my cock began to rub my cock up and down Mandi's crevice as Mandi concentrated on the show on the stage.

Finally the lady held my cock still and with her other hand on my ass, guided me in all the way to my balls. I reached down and placed my hands on Mandi's soft sexy hips. Looking up at the stage I watched the black man as he knelt behind his white blonde lover and pumped her from behind. I began to mimic his thrusting and in no time Mandi was moaning. The deep bass in the music caused everything in the club to vibrate while the spot lights continued to swirl around the room.

Looking over at the table next to us I saw the lady who had been so helpful kneel down between her partner's spread open legs. I watched as she opened her mouth and with one gasp, she swallowed him entirely.

I refocused my attention to the stage. Mandi was now thrusting back at me just as the lady on the stage. I looked at some of the other tables as I continued to fuck this lovely brunette. It seemed like every couple was engaged in some sort of sex act. All I could see was a couple of tables where the people were dressed and not fucking. One lady two tables over was alone and she was busy working her finger in and out of herself while she watched the show.
Again I focused on Mandi and the show. Suddenly the black man reached back and swatted his partner's ass so I did the same. Just then Mandi began to tremble as she began to violently fuck back at my impaling cock.

"Oh God yes Justin," Mandi screamed over the music as she looked back over her shoulder and into my eyes.

"God yes fuck me harder," she screamed as she looked back at the stage and held on tightly to the table.

I held her hips as I began to fulfill her request by pounding my cock in and out of her harder than I thought I could.

"Ugh, Ugh, Ugh," Mandi Grunted over and over as she continued to watch the show on stage.

"Oh baby I'm gonna cum," Mandi screamed as she began to shake and tremble while bent over the table.

I too felt my nuts begin to tighten and my toes begin to tingle as I knew it was now only a matter of seconds before I blew.

"Oh baby cum inside me," Mandi hissed as she cried out in orgasmic bliss.

She shook uncontrollably and couldn't even speak anymore. Gurgles were the only sound that came from her as I began to ram my member harder and harder into her dripping hole. I felt her cunt squeezing my cock as I began to tremble out of control. Just then I couldn't hold back anymore. I felt my nuts tighten and then contract as I felt my cum race up my shaft. I felt my hot sticky jizz squirt out into Mandi's hot wet tight pussy.

"Oh yeah like that," Mandi said as she came down from her orgasm and looked back at me over her shoulder.

I felt her pussy become super slick from my cum as it bathed her insides while I continued to pump her from behind.

I held her hips as she still looked back at me. I stopped thrusting as I slowly eased my half limp and totally spent member from her pussy. Mandi stood up and turned around and kissed me softly on my lips.

"Thank you Justin, that was so fucking good," Mandi said as she slid her soft warm hands down the length of my arms until her hands came together with mine. Just then we were joined by another couple.

"Justin, meet Sven and his lovely wife Sasha," Mandi said as she turned to introduce me.

I reached out and shook their hands as we exchanged pleasantries. I noticed that both Sven and Sasha spoke with a heavy French accent.

"We watched you and Kate yesterday," Sven said as he leaned down and kissed Mandi.

"Yeah, you were pretty amazing" Sasha said in a hard accent as she stepped up on her tip toes to kiss me softly on my cheek.

"Are you ready?" Sven asked of Mandi as both him and his wife each took one of Mandi's hands and walked her to the stairs that led up to the stage.

I couldn't believe how comfortable I was standing in front of them completely naked. Both Sven and his wife were still dressed as they guided Mandi up to the stage who was already naked except for her heels. I sat down to watch the show when I realized that Mandi's g-string was on the floor at my feet. I reached down and picked the dainty material up and raised it up to my nose to inhale Mandi's wetness one last time.

Looking up on stage, Sven lifted Mandi's arms up over her head while his wife placed the cuffs around her wrists. Sven and Sasha looked to be older, maybe in their mid to late thirties. Sven stood around six two and weighed about two hundred pounds. Sasha was much shorter, probably only five feet four and around one hundred and twenty pounds.

I began to dress myself as I knew it was getting quite late. I picked up Mandi's g-string decided to take it home with me. It seemed like I had a collection of panties from each of the ladies I have fucked.

I looked at the table next to mine and the lady that was so helpful before was now sitting on her partner's lap and bouncing up and down. She smiled at me and winked one of her half closed eyes as I could see the pleasure in her eyes as she continued to ride her partner. I picked up Mandi's g-string and balled it up and shoved it in my pocket. I stood up and began walking through the club towards the spiral staircase.

As I made my way through the mass of tables I was stopped by a lovely lady with red hair, dressed only in stockings and garters.

"Hello, I loved your performance last night," she said as she stood before me perched atop a pair of open toe stiletto's.

I reached out and shook her hand but she didn't want a hand shake. She stepped up to me and placed her lips on mine and kissed me as though she was married to me.

"My name is Martina" she said softly after she broke our kiss.

The lines on her face told me she too was older, maybe in her late thirties. She has a tremendous set of breasts with each nipple having a hoop dangling down from it.

"I'm Justin," I said as I stared into her seductive green eyes.

"I know who you are," Martina said as she slid her hand across my chest and then down towards my cock.

"Kate told me all about you," she said as she squeezed my member through my Khaki's.

"Next time your mine," she said as she continued to squeeze my limp cock.

"I watched you handle Mandi over there and you made me so hot and horny," she said as she finally removed her hand from my groin.

"I'm going to be out of town for a few days but I look forward to hooking up with you on stage when I return," she said as she sat back down on her stool and crossed her sexy legs, giving me a perfect view of her glistening cunt.

"I'll be looking forward to it," I said as I turned towards the door leading to the staircase.

I pushed the door open and began climbing the stairs towards the exit. I reached the top of the stairs only to be greeted by Kate.

"So how was your first night here at Club Cuffs?" Kate asked as I admired her in the full length blue evening gown she was wearing.

"I had a wonderful time, thank you Kate," I said as she moved in and hugged me lightly.

"I look forward to watching you on stage sometime," she said as she stepped down onto the first step of the spiral staircase.

Looking back up at me she winked and said "Have a nice evening Justin" as she slowly descended down the staircase and finally out of sight.

I just shook my head as I turned around and walked towards the exit door. Ted opened the door for me as I walked past him.

"Good night," I said as I walked to the final door that opened in the alley.

"Be careful going home," Ted said as I stepped out into the alley, letting the door close behind me.

As I walked down the alley toward my bike I remembered that I needed to get to bed in order to get up on time to call a courier to deliver Mrs. Graph's package. I walked down the dark quiet alley until I reached my bike. I heard a car coming so I stayed off to the side allowing it to pass. I hopped on my bike and rode home.

As I made my way home I couldn't believe how tired I was. The experience I just had with Mandi reminded me how passionate I have become with Mrs. Graph. I knew one thing for sure. Tomorrow, Mrs. Graph was going to come to the club! I pulled into my driveway and quietly opened the small door. I walked my bike into the garage and locked the door behind me.

I quietly went into the house, entering through the kitchen. The house was all dark except for the light above the sink. I tip toed up the stairs trying not to make a sound. I quietly went into my room and shut the door. I turned the small lamp on my desk on before reaching into my pocket to take out Mandi's panties. Again I lifted them to my nose and inhaled her musky scent. The crotch of her g-string was still damp and as soon as I smelled her pheromones I began to get hard.

Quietly I opened my closet and removed the box where Mrs. Graph's and Kate's panties were. I placed Mandi's g-string into the box and then hid it in the back of my closet. I went to my computer as I left it on earlier. I logged on and checked for e mail. As I expected there was a message from my teacher. I clicked on the message and then began to read.

"Master, I have done as you have requested. I took a long hot candle lit bubble bath tonight and thought about why I seem to be letting you control me. I have come to the conclusion that I am the reason that you are controlling me. I let you because you know a secret of mine. But there is another underlying reason why. When I was young my parents were very strict. Our home life was very structured as my dad was in the military. I grew used to being told when to eat, sleep, relax, or whatever. Then I became a teacher and again I am in a controlled situation. The school system and the class room settings are very controlled. It seems like I need to be in a setting like that to survive. I don't have that setting here at home. Don't get me wrong I love my husband but he is very loose. He has no organization and he never tells me what to do. You Master on the other hand are very structured and disciplined. When you tell me to do something I feel as though I am compelled to do whatever you ask. I know I am about twice your age but I do feel as though I am beginning to belong to you. I feel as though you are slowly taking ownership of me...and taking whatever ownership my husband has of me away from him. Not only physically but mentally as well."

I smiled as I felt overwhelmed by the outpouring of emotions from my teacher. Slowly I was making her mine. She seemed to be needing me and I was beginning to need her. I clicked on the reply icon and thought for a moment before I began to type.

"Acknowledging me and accepting me as your loving Master is only the beginning to the joys you will receive. I am so pleased with your good behavior that I have a present for you. I will have it shipped to you via courier tomorrow morning. You are forbidden to open it!!! You will hide it somewhere so your husband won't find it. Taped to the top of the box will be another letter. You will open that one when you get the package and follow the instructions. You know what will happen if you fail to follow directions so I won't repeat it. E mail me back after you get the package and read the note." Signed Master.

I was tired so I shut my computer down and undressed. I laid down on my bed and began thinking about what an incredible night it was. I had to admit that I was becoming addicted to Club Cuffs.

I began thinking about Trista as I tossed and turned. I looked at the clock and it was already half past one and I knew that there was a hot main event going on just a few blocks away. My thoughts however swayed back to Trista as I dozed off and fell asleep.

Morning came and when I woke up it was pouring outside. I got up and showered before walking back to my room to dress. The rain was still coming down in buckets as I went down to eat breakfast. After eating a couple of pop tarts and a glass of orange juice I went back to my room.

I turned on my computer and let it boot up while I grabbed a phone book to look for a courier. I leafed through the yellow pages and found several companies. One advertisement had a quote that said "any where in the city any time of day in one hour."

I picked up the phone and dialed the number. It was busy so I hung the phone up and logged online. I checked my e mail but found my inbox empty. I picked up the phone and tried Jim's Courier Service again. The phone rang and before the first ring was over a guy on the other end answered.

I explained all of the details about what I needed delivered and to where. I was told it would be a fee of thirty five dollars for the one hour delivery. I made arrangements for the courier to be at my house within the hour. I hung up the phone and pulled up my word processor. I thought carefully about what I was going to type and how I was going to word it. Finally after a few minutes I began to type. I decided that I would change the color of the text to pink as I knew it was one of my teacher's favorite colors. I changed the font to a different size and style. I typed a couple of characters on the screen and liked what I saw so I began to type.

"This present is for your recent well behavior. You will see as you adhere to the strict rules and discipline that there are many benefits. Happy 35th birthday!!!! You will not open this package when you receive it. You will hide it so your husband doesn't find it. Inside is something that you have earned. I know that today is your birthday. Tonight after your family and friends finish celebrating at your house and after your husband falls asleep you will very quietly get out of bed and slip out of your night gown. You will be totally naked as you open your presents according to the numbers on the packages starting with one. You will put on that article of clothing and then open the next package. You will continue to do this until all packages are opened. You will quietly walk out your front door and get into your car and drive to the address on the guest pass you are holding. Once you arrive you will be escorted to a table and seated in front of the stage. You will watch the show and enjoy yourself and you will remain there until I tell you that you can go home. Do you understand Mrs. Graph? Reply ASAP" Signed Master.

I printed out the letter and folded it. I reached into the envelope from Club Cuffs and pulled out a guest pass, inserting it into the folded letter. I carefully slid the letter and guest pass into the envelope before sealing it. I went to my closet and pulled out the box of gifts and taped it to the top of the box. Looking at the clock I realized that the courier was due here at any moment. I carried the large package down to the front door and set it in the living room. I stepped out onto the front porch just as an old beat up Chevy Blazer pulled into the driveway.

The young driver parked the clunker and got out. He scanned the address on the front of my house and then looked down at his paperwork to make sure he was at the correct address.

He walked up to the porch and said "you have a package that needs delivered?"

I opened the screen door and bent down, picking the large package up. I handed the box to the driver who took it from me and set it in the back of his Blazer.

He returned back to the porch and said "thirty five."

I reached into my pocket and gave him exactly thirty five dollars. He turned and walked back to his truck and drove off.

I went back into the house as the rain picked up again. I flipped on the television set but there was nothing on to watch. The rain let up so I decided that I would walk over to the coffee shop to see Trista today. I locked up the house and began walking down the street. I couldn't remember the last time I walked anywhere as I usually ride my bike. It seemed like it took forever but I finally made it to the coffee shop. I pulled the door open and walked in.

There she was, pouring a cup of coffee for a couple of old men. I walked over to the same table I sat at yesterday and sat down. I watched Trista as she continued to work effortlessly. When she turned around and saw me she smiled from ear to ear. She walked over to my table as her face continued to beam with excitement.

"Hi," she said as she poured me a cup of coffee.

"How are you?" I asked.

Looking both ways she finally sat down. She seemed to be a little upset as she began to talk.

"I got in so much trouble with my dad last night," Trista said with a look of disappointment on her face.

"Why?" I asked.

"I got home too late," she said with a dismal look on her face.

Her green eyes sparkled as she sat here talking to me and I had to admit I had butterflies in my stomach as well.

"I have an idea," Trista said as she smiled at me.

"What?" I asked as I smiled back at her.

"I got the rest of the day off today and my father isn't expecting me home until four," Trista said as she paused for a moment before continuing.

"Wanna go to the mall to get a bite to eat?"

"Sure," I said "But I don't have a car."

"So silly, I have one," Trista said as she slid out of the booth and stood up.

"Let me go clock out and we can get out of here," Trista said as she walked toward the counter she untied her apron.

The apron ties dangled down to the floor as she pulled the apron over her head.

"I'm going John," Trista said to her boss.

Moments later she walked back to my table.

"Lets go," Trista said as she held out her hand to me.

I squeezed her hand and walked along side of her as we headed out the front door. We walked to her Camero and sat down inside. Her car was immaculate as only an air freshener hung from the mirror.

"Lets go get some lunch at the mall," she said as she pulled out of the parking space.

We continued to get to know each other as we drove to the mall. We parked and walked across the warm parking lot toward the mall entrance.

Once inside we walked to the food court. We ordered a couple of burgers, fries and soft drinks. Both of us were hungry so hardly a word was spoken while we ate. Finally we finished as we sat there telling each other how full we were.

"Ready to go walk some of this food off?" I asked as I picked up the trash from both of us and threw it out.

"Lets go," Trista said as she jumped up.

As we began to walk Trista slid her soft fingers in between mine. Together we squeezed each other's hand as we walked toward the main strip.

Along the way we passed Hot Topic where I recently bought Mrs. Graph's collar and leash. Next we passed the jewelry store where I bought her the sexy anklet. As we walked slowly down the mall we came upon Frederick's Of Hollywood. Surprisingly, Trista stopped and looked at the display in the window.

"God that is so sexy," she said as she looked at the mannequin wearing a sexy bra and thong.

"Those too," she said as she pointed to the stockings and garters.

Pushing the envelope a little further I said "Do you have any at home?"

Trista began to laugh hysterically.

"Yeah right, I think you forgot who my dad is."

"Well, he doesn't look at you in your underwear does he?" I asked.

Shaking her head no Trista led me to the display on the other side of the window.

"Look at how hot those shoes are," Trista said as she gazed down at the spiked heeled shoes.

"I would love to try a pair of those on one day," she said as she slowly pulled me away from the lingerie store.

We came upon the water fountain in the middle of the mall and sat down on the edge of it. Trista sat down next to me and leaned her head on my shoulder.

"I'm glad we came here today Justin."

"Me too," I said as I leaned my head down onto hers.

I could smell the fresh strawberry scented conditioner in her beautiful blonde hair.

"God I don't want to help at the church tonight," Trista said as she sighed.

"What do you have to do tonight?" I asked.

"I have to help with the pantry," Trista said with another sigh.

"The church is going to have a dinner for the needy this Sunday."

Before I could say a word Trista lifted her head off of my shoulder. She swung around, placing her legs over my thigh's and wrapping her arms around me.

"Why don't you come to the church tonight to meet my mom and dad?" Trista asked as she looked into my eyes.

"Please," Trista said as she kissed me softly on my cheek.

"Well with a kiss like that who am I to refuse," I said as I reached around Trista and hugged her snugly.

"Oh thank you so much Justin, you don't know how much this means to me," Trista said as she leaned her head down on my shoulder again.

We sat there in that same position for a few minutes before she looked at her watch.

"We better get going, I have to make sure my car is in the church parking lot before my dad gets back," Trista said as she slid her legs off of my lap.
We got up and our hands seemed to just slip together. We walked toward the exit and again paused in front of Frederick's.

"One day I'll have the guts to go shopping in there," Trista said as she pulled me toward the exit.
We walked out to her car and I opened the driver side door for her. She sat down and smiled as she looked up into my eyes before I went and got in the passenger door. Trista started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.

"Where do you live," she said as we sped down the road.

"Turn up ahead," I said as I pointed toward the next street.

"So your dad is pretty controlling, I said.

"Hell yeah, he is a control freak," Trista said as she turned the stereo up a little louder.

"I think my mom actually fears him," she said.

"Turn here," I said as I pointed for her to turn left.

"He is always preaching that we are sinners and that we are all going to burn in hell," Trista said.

I watched as her smile as it turned into a somber look.

"I just don't get him," Trista said.

"If I'm going to burn in hell then I want to have some fun before I go," she said.

"Turn here, this is my street," I said.

"Go down to the big white house with black trim."

"This one," Trista said as she pulled up in front of my house.

"You got it," I said as I was a little disappointed that I had to get out of her car.

Trista put her car in park. I wanted to lean over and kiss her but I was afraid that I might be pushing it too fast.

"I'll see you tonight?" Trista asked.

"What time?" I asked as I reached for the door handle.

"Seven will be fine," she said as she looked at me.

I could tell that Trista didn't want our afternoon together to end either. Just then Trista leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

"I'll see you later," she said as she changed the station on the radio.

I opened the passenger door and got out. I watched as Trista backed out of my driveway and sped down the street.

I was curious about my package being delivered so I went up to my room and checked my e mail. Sure enough I got a reply from my teacher. I clicked on her message and began to read.

"Oh my God, I can't believe you want me to sneak out of the house tonight. I have a lot of people coming over and I won't be able to make it. Actually, the way I sound is ridiculous because I will never be able to make it. I don't know what you have in this package but I want you to come pick it up tomorrow or send the courier to come and get it. We need to stop this game before something happens that we both will regret."

"That fucking little bitch" I said to myself.

I clicked on the reply icon and started typing.

"You have been a wonderful student so far. Now you just screwed everything up. I sent you that package because you deserve it! You earned it! Now I am not going to tell you again Mrs. Graph, you will meet me tonight or else I will be forced to spill your little secret to your husband and the school board. You don't want that now do you? See ya tonight!!!!!"

I clicked the send button and sent the message to my teacher. I heard my mom and dad both pull into the garage so I went down to meet them.

"Hi guys," I said as I met my parents in the kitchen.

My mom was feeling ill so she went right to her room. My dad followed closely to make sure that she was all right. I went and laid down on the couch as I waited for dinner. I began thinking about Trista and how I had to go meet her and her parents tonight. I also had to go meet my teacher afterwards.

My dad emerged from their bedroom and told me to heat up some left overs. I went to the refrigerator and pulled out the left over pork chops. I heated them along with the mashed potatoes. I set a spot at the table for me and my dad. I got us both a soda and we sat down to eat. "Your mother is pretty sick," my dad said as he cut into his p