This woman was very, very forthright for 19. No way would I have said something like this to somebody old enough to be my parents when I was that age. But she seemed to think nothing of it except for a little stammering there near the end.

I grinned. "Yes, I know. That can be arranged, you know. Now tell me what day you will be my slave this weekend, my cute little fuck toy."

I think the realization of what just happened was starting to sink in and she stared at me as I said that.

"Uh... Let me call Katy, my friend. I'll use her as an excuse....