Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Adults Only Author: BarelySofi Copyright 2017 (sofieta.teta@gmail.com)
Title: Little Bastards 22
STORYCODES: Cons, Submission, exposure, maledom, boydom, oral,
exhibition
Summary: Sandra, a typical 16 years old girl, is still accepting
challenges from the boys and the man who had previously blackmailed her.

   Little Bastards

   Chapter XXII

   August 22th

   I woke up alone, in an unknown bed.  I was surprised for not having Carl
with me.  I would have felt much better, waking up with him than alone.

   I stood up and went to the bathroom.  I had to finish at least what I
had started.

   I did my things and went to the shower.

   "Sandra?  is that you?" I heard

   I opened the curtain.

   "Yes Sir, good morning."

   Sorry..  I didn't know if it was you or Carl.  Do you want coffee,
milk?" He said I didn't cover myself

   "Milk, please, thank you!" I said, and without closing the curtain, I
continued washing, I had turned around so he could watch if he wanted
without the shame of being noticed.

   I hadn't thought of anything special to wear in the morning, so I just
put the clothes I had to go back to my house, but before putting them, I
took a pic of myself, full body.

   "Good morning my owners, see you soon."

   I put the clothes on, shorts and a top.  Then at home, I could change to
something better.

   I walked down, after some minutes, and I was still drying my hair with a
towel.

   "How have you slept?" Asked Mr.  Lopez.

   "Perfect, Mr.  Lopez, thank you," I said, then hugged him again.  He
hugged me back, and I felt his hands on my back.  Well, he's slowly getting
used to me, I thought.

   I still had 30 minutes before the kids started to come.

   "Do you want me to take Carl with me?"

   "Yes, please, I will wake him now."

   "I can do it if you want" I offered.

   And he accepted.

   I went to Carl's room he was sleeping, I leaned over him and started to
kiss his face.

   "Wake up Carl.  We have to go."

   He smiled and hugged me.

   "Good morning Carl."

   "Good morning Sandra."

   Get ready.  I will wait for you in the kitchen.

   Five minutes later he was in the kitchen.

   "That was fast.  You didn't have a shower?" He smiled, and suddenly he
smacked my butt.

   "Nope, never!" He said.  I smiled at him hoping he had been smart enough
to see if his father was there before doing that.

   Wait, if Carl did never have a shower in the morning, then, why his dad
didn't know I was the one there a while ago?  I smiled to myself.  Naughty
Sandra, why are you smiling...  I thought.

   "Milk?"

   "He shook his head."

   "Chocolate" I looked at him.

   Ok!  I looked for the chocolate and gave it to him.

   When his dad was back, I had already washed the glasses, and I was
ready.

   "Let's go?" He said.

   I hugged him again.

   "Have a nice day!" I said, he hugged me and then his son.I noticed that
carl's reaction was different when I was hugging him that when his dad was
doing the same.

   I took his little hand, and we both headed to my house ready for a new
day.

   We reached my home in 5 minutes, that was the good thing about living in
a small neighborhood.

   "Carl, I have to change clothes, ok?  If someone knocks the door, just
let me know."

   I said, and headed to my room, instead of staying he followed me.

   Well, that was his right as my owner.

   I got naked and started to choose my clothes.  I was shocked when I saw
Carl also getting undressed.

   "I want you to kiss me here like you do with the others," He said.

   Well, it was pretty clear what he wanted.  I checked the time.  I had
about 10 minutes.

   "Ok, do you want to sit?  I asked.  To my surprise, he was not hard.  He
sat down on the bed.  I kneeled in front of him.

   "Let me know if it hurts ok?" I was still scared about what had happened
with Brad some weeks ago.

   I took his flaccid penis with my fingers and started to kiss it slowly.

   He liked it because he leaned back, he was reacting fast, I began to try
some licks, I could feel his little cock getting hard, once I felt it hard
enough, I tried to pull his skin exposing his flesh.

   He shivered on the contact of my mouth.

   "Is ok?  I asked"

   He nodded, my tongue played with it for a minute or so, then, I wrapped
my lips around it, and started to suck it slowly and gently.

   He started to moan, and he was unable to stand still, I tried a few of
the tricks Ronney had taught me, I could feel his dry orgasm in my mouth,
not entirely dry since I felt some salty taste in my tongue.  I didn't know
what it was, but by the time I released it from my mouth, he was still
leaning back on my bed.  I checked my phone.  3 minutes.

   "Good?" I asked

   He didn't answer, but for the smile he was showing, was pretty clear
that he had enjoyed.

   I got dressed, then went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

   Carl was still in my room when the first ones arrived.

   I saw Carl walking to the living room, Brad was already there, and they
started to play with their toys.

   All the boys were especially nice and sweet.  They had probably missed
me during the weekend, the same way I did.

   When I closed the door the last time, and I had all the boys at home, I
called them all into the living room.  I was feeling but for Lloyd, but,
not having him at home, made things easier.

   They all came, and I asked them to sit.  I walked into the middle of
them.

   "Boys," I started.  "Last week acted against the rules, and I want to
let you know so you can punish me in the way you think the best.

   The boys looked at me curiously.  David talked.

   "Ok, but, I think it's better if you talk to us while naked."

   "Sure Sir.  Sorry." I said.  I removed all my clothes, and without being
told, I went into inspection position.

   "Can I talk now, Sirs?"

   A few of them nodded.

   "Last Thursday, as you know I went out with my Dad, once at home, I
didn't sleep at my room.  Instead, I did it in my dad's room.

   I was exhausted, so my Dad washed me, he also put panties and shirt, and
put me on his bed.  I slept wearing clothes, instead of doing it naked,
like the rules said."

   "Ok Sandra, go to your room and wait." Said Wesley.

   "Thank you Sir" I smiled at them and went to my room as ordered.

   Ten minutes or so later, they called me back.  I went and put myself
into position again.

   Wesley walked to me.

   "So, do you want to be punished, Sandra?"

   "N.  No, Sir, is not that I want it, but...  I did something against the
rules."

   He was staring me while I was talking.

   "Was your Dad aware or the rules?"

   "Y.  yes Sir.  He was"

   "Ok, you Dad is also your Master, we won't punish you for something one
of us made you."

   "Thank you, Sirs," I chirped.

   "Now bend over and grab your ankles" I looked at them shocked, but
silently did as told, bending over until I could reach my ankles.

   I jumped, when I feel Wesley smacking my butt hard and loud, I looked at
him.  He was serious.  Trent was next.

   One after another walked to me and smacked my butt.  They were not
smiling that time.  They were serious, that wasn't fun.

   "Stand." Said Ronney I did it, fighting the urge to rub my butt, only a
few smacks, but, those had been rough ones.

   "Any questions before you go to make our breakfast?" He asked.

   "Yes, Sir..  why?  I mean I thought you were not going to punish me" I
asked confused.

   "You're wrong Sandra, that was not a punishment, that was just because
we wanted to.  Any problem?"

   I blushed, thinking about the right answer.

   "N.  No Sir...  I only hope you enjoyed doing that"

   Finally, he smiled, and suddenly I felt better, the rest were also
smiling, Wesley was even laughing.

   "Good, now go and make our breakfast, your owners are starving."

   "Yes, Sir!"

   I went to the kitchen and finally rubbed my butt.

   We had breakfast together, they feed me some of my breakfast, but I had
most of it on my own.

   Carl was kind of playful since once I had finished and stood up to bring
my dish to the sink, he smacked my butt again.

   I ignored him when I heard Romney's voice talking loud.

   "Sandra!  come here right now!"

   I blushed, but moved to him, still with the dish in my hands, Ronney
stood up and looked into my eyes.

   "Tell me what the hell had just happened?" He asked I saw Carl was also
surprised, maybe even a little scared.

   "One of my owners, Carl smacked my butt, Sir," I said, trying to remind
Ronney that Carl was also my owner, and he had the right to play with me.

   He was still looking at me.

   "And what you just did?"

   "N.  Nothing Sir...  He can do that anytime, so I just kept going"

   "So, Sandra, maybe you can explain why you didn't thank him for his nice
attention?"

   I blushed again, having my butt smacked was ok, but..  thanking them for
that?

   "S.Sorry Sir, I didn't know that..." I stopped talking, Ronney smacked
my butt.

   "Aww!!!" I said in shock.

   "So?"

   I surrendered and looked down.

   "Thank you Sir" I finally said.

   He smiled again.  "Ok, not thank Carl and keep going, you have some
things to attend before we go."

   "Yes, Sir." I said, then faced Carl "Thank you, Carl." Carl smiled, he
was a bit shocked, but he liked what has happened.

   I went to the sink and started with the dishes.

   I got some more smacks, and each time, I thanked the boy in question, my
butt was starting to feel a bit sore, and I was in fact slightly aroused.

   That morning I had to do one handjob and one blowjob.  Old Mike didn't
ask for a blowjob, so I serviced him by hand, David made clear that he
wanted the same as the rest.

   It was the first time with David.  He hadn't got any handjob from me, so
I was weird to start with a blowjob, he was more nervous than I was.

   Once I had finished, I wasn't certain, but I could swear he had two dry
orgasms, after only 1 minute I think he had the first, but I wasn't sure,
he didn't tell me to stop, and he was still hard.  Then, after 4 more
minutes, I was sure he had one.

   At least he played with my breasts during all the process.  I felt a bit
used when the boys didn't touch me and just let me work their cocks.

   Old Mike was one of those.  He just was sitting, looking at me while I
was stroking him.  That was my second time with him, and he sure had a big
load for his size.

   The boys allowed me to clean hand and brush my teeth.  They asked me to
put light color clothes, top and shorts, along with my running shoes.  They
specified that the top should be the tightest one I had.  Of course, that
would be too easy, so they told me not to wear panties or bra.

   They didn't tell me where we were going, I followed them to the bus
stop. Damn, I'm their babysitter, and they don't even tell me where we go.

   At least I was wearing pants, that was better to ride the bus.  I wasn't
familiar with the bus line we had taken, they told me when to step out, and
I just did as told.  We walked some more until we reached a bit park area.

   I followed them to a small bar.

   Sandra, bring us some drinks, and a bottle of water for yourself. 
Again, I followed their instructions.  I was curious and partially excited
about their plans.  I went back to the table they were sitting with their
drinks and my water.

   "Ok Sandra, here they're some circuits around the park, people use them
to run.  That's what you're going to do.  Running, I think the yellow is
the middle one, it starts and ends here." Said was talking, and he pointed
to a post with directions.

   Take it and do it, we will control the time you spend.

   "Ok," I said.  Well, that was cool, I loved running.  I went to the post
and checked the track.  Four Kilometers, I would have to keep the usual
pace, that was more or less the distance I used to run.

   I started to run.  First I noticed was that a tight top was not the same
as a bra, my breasts moved inside the shirt, soon my nipples started to
feel the rubbing against the top cloth.  The pants, well, I was all right
down there.

   I finished the circuit and went back to the table.  They offered me
water, and I had some.

   I was ok.  Just my nipples were a bit sore.  I felt the boy's eyes all
over me.

   Wesley checked his phone.  "14 minutes, not bad, do it again and faster
this time." He said.

   I blushed, I was mad at them, I knew that was a challenge or something,
but the way he had dismissed me, I didn't like at all.  I had to remind me
that they were my owners, I had to do as told, even if I didn't agree.

   I didn't talk that time, I just walked into the start post and began to
run again.

   The second one was harder, first because I did it faster, I didn't have
my phone, so I was not aware of the time, I had to force my pace.

   I felt drained when I reached the bar again.  I was breathing deeply.  I
walked to the table when Wesley dismissed me.

   "Go and do the green one now" I hated him, my nipples were hurting, I
looked at them, and I'm sure I didn't put a beautiful face.  I went for the
green one.  One more Km.  that should be easy.

   That one mile was what I needed to go from tired, to more tired.  When I
was back to the bar, I was sure my face was red due to the efforts.

   They offered me a seat and told me to drink some water.

   "The second time was okay, 12 minutes," Wesley said, while I was
drinking small sips of water and recovering my breath.

   I was sweaty, It was a sunny day, and my clothes were stuck to my skin.

   Now you're ready for your challenge.

   You have two options.

   "There's a basket field there, and boules track there." You choose where
to go, then go and ask to play, if they let you, then you play, at least
one match, if they don't let you, then, you try the other one." Said
Wesley.

   I looked both options, the basket was full of kids, while at the boule I
only saw older men.  I was tired, and I thought that boule would be easier.

   "Can I go to the bathroom to refresh?" I asked.

   "Nope, you look great the way you're," He said, and suddenly I felt all
the boys were staring at me.  Ok, I hadn't noticed, but with all the sweat,
my shirt was almost sheer, I stood up and checked my pants, not too bad,
but, If I bent over, they would go see through.

   So that's why they had made me run, they wanted to me to sweat enough.

   I took my water.  "Can I keep this at least?" they nodded.

   I breathed deep and walked to the boule track.

   As I walked I noticed, there was a group of 6 men, most of them seemed
to be in their sixties, I was feeling uncomfortable, my nipples were hard,
mostly for the rubbing against the cloth.  I walked to them.

   "Hello, do you mind if I watch?" I asked smiling.  They looked at me,
then, they probably realized the situation, they had a good view of my
naked breasts, even with the shirt, my nipples were clearly noticeable, and
the sweat had made my shirt see-through.

   Some of them nodded, but one of them walked to me.  "Sure sweetie, maybe
you want to try?"

   "Ok...  If you don't mind, but I've never tried" I said.

   He offered his hand.

   "We can teach you.  I'm Albert, come, I will introduce the boys" I found
funny he had used the term boys to refer the troop of retired men.

   "Thank you, Albert, I'm Sandra, nice to meet you," I said, he had taken
my hand and was leading me to the rest.

   He made the introductions, then, after a short explanation about the
rules, they got ready for a new game.

   My first attempt was horrible, during their turns I tried to watch and
learn, but then, when it was my turn again, Albert stopped me.

   "Wait, let me help you, sweetie."

   I didn't like him calling me sweetie, but I smiled to him, that was the
game, play with them and let them do as much as you can.

   I watched my boys, they had left the bar, and were sitting on a bench,
not too far or too close to be noticed.

   I felt Alber on my back, he wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled
me over him.  I blushed, but let him do, excited, and wanting to know how
far would he go.

   Now, relax, you have to breathe quietly, he said, his hand was on my
tummy, I felt his crotch on my back.

   "You're breathing here, that's wrong, you have to breathe here." He
said, and with his last word he had put his hand on my chest, he kept it
there, feeling my breasts, while I was trying to breathe quietly.

   He was not shy.  He had his hand moving over my breasts.

   "Relax, that's better, now look the small ball.  You're still too
tensed." He said, then he put his hand on my butt, groping it.  "See, I can
feel you're nervous, jut here."

   I was blushing deep red, that man was taking advantage of me in front of
his pals.

   I tried to relax, and then he continued.

   "Now, swing your arm slowly, only the arm, not your whole body." He
said, holding my torso with both hands, placing them strategically on my
armpits, where his fingers could reach my soft and exposed breasts.

   Keep swinging, and imagine the parabola of the ball you'll throw, you
should be able to notice when is the best moment to release the ball.

   That man was old, but, I could feel his hardness on my butt, his hands
on my breasts.  I released the ball.

   Hey, not bad at all, I touched the little ball.  Albert didn't release
me.  Instead, he hugged my from my back, making sure to had a last feel of
me before releasing me.

   He was the only one taking advantage.  The rest seemed happy enough to
have a real glimpse of my feminine attributes.

   Albert helped me to throw each one of the balls, but I took it shorter,
so, even he had chances to feel me, he didn't have much time to do it.

   I ended in third place, not bad for my first match.  I excused myself
and said goodbye.  Albert, of course, hugged me, making sure to give the
last rub to my butt.

   I went back to the boys blushing, but somehow smiling.  It had been fun.

   I had to explain to them how I felt, mostly felt abused, but, knowing
why I was doing it, it gave to the whole thing some thrill.

   We went to have an ice cream, and then back home.  I was willing to
shower, I had stopped sweating, but I was still feeling dirty and sticky.

   Staying on the bus was horrible, I felt everyone looking, I was
terrified of anyone complaining about my odor.  Fortunately, no one
complained.

   At home, I asked for a shower, they let me go, but instead of letting me
have a shower alone, they all came to the bathroom with me.

   The bathroom was crowded, I had to wash while they were making their
requests.

   "Sandra, clean your feet, I'm not sure you've already washed them.  "

   "Let me check behind your ears."

   "You didn't seem to wash your tits properly, do it again."

   So, instead of the 15 minutes, I used to spend in my showers, I was
drying myself half an hour later.

   At least they allowed me to cook alone.  I didn't know what was with
them.  They were usually nice, but then...  pfff...  they were bossy, and
instead of having fun, I found them more a bother than a pleasure.  To make
it worst, my nipples were still sore for all the rubbing against my wet
shirt.

   I called them to lunch, and we all were seat to eat.

   "Sandra, you eat on the floor today." Said Alex, as if nothing.

   I looked at him, that was not nice, no one was smiling.

   "Yes, Sir," I said, then I took my dish and glass and got ready to eat
on the floor.

   I ate silently while they were talking, no one was paying attention to
me, I was getting mad at them.  Did I something wrong?  I started to think
about the day, but I couldn't find any fault.

   Eating on the floor is slow, so, I was still eating when they had
finished and got split.

   "Once you finish come and show us your empty dish, Sandra," Said Wesley.
They left me in the kitchen.  The younger ones were on the TV ready for
their naps, the others, were in my room, doing whatever they wanted.

   I finished my lunch and went to my room with my dish.

   "I'm done, Sir," I said, Wesley motioned me to him.  I walked and showed
him my dish.

   He nodded, and smacked my butt, for a moment I thought about sending him
to hell.  He was looking at me.  I knew what was he expecting.

   "Thank you Sir," I said, and started to walk to the door.

   "Wait," Said Ronney, "let me see." I sighed, but I went to him, I showed
him my empty dish, and he also smacked my butt.

   "Thank you, Sir." I noticed that they all wanted to see my empty plate,
all of them nodded and dismissed me with a smack.  I thanked them once and
again, and finally, I was allowed to go.

   I started to clean the dishes.  I found myself worried.  What was
happening?  Why were they mad at me?

   I went with the kids.  A nap would work great with my mood, I found a
spot, and laid down with them.

   Before I could close my eyes, the boys called me.

   Come on!  Give me some rest!  Those were my feelings while I was walking
to my room.

   I stopped at the door.

   "What do you need?" I asked

   "Have you finished washing the dishes?" Asked Daniel.

   "Yes Sir"

   "Good, we've been checking your clothes, put everything back in place."

   I looked inside.  He was pointing to my bed.  I'm sure I opened my mouth
wide.  The bastards had thrown all my clothes over the bed.  Everything was
there, unfolded and my room was a mess.

   I had to spend all the nap time organizing my clothes, folding, hanging
and putting in place.  I was a bit of fanatic of order.  While I was
working, they were watching youtube videos.  I couldn't avoid sending them
some killing vibes.

   Once I had finished, I only wanted them to leave me alone, I have had
some fun at the park, but the rest of the day had been a nightmare.

   "Can I go to check the kids?" I asked.

   They didn't talk, just dismissed me with their hand.

   I went back to the living room.  The boys were awake.  I sat on the sofa
trying to rest.

   "Stand for inspection" I heard only a few minutes later.  I looked
around, all the boys were there, I stood up, and got ready, I was already
naked, so in some seconds I was ready.

   "Who owns you, Sandra?" Said Wesley.  Damn, I was not in the mood for
that.

   "You all own me, Sir," I said, but I noticed I was talking with a small
mouth.

   "What's your purpose?"

   "To amuse and entertain you, Sir," I said, repeating the words I usually
used in that situation.

   "Sandra, You have served and amused us today?" He asked.

   "Yes, Sir, I think I did."

   "Really?  is that true, Sandra?" He insisted.  I started to doubt about
it, yes, I had obeyed them, I had done as told, I'd accepted anything.

   "Sandra?" He insisted again, smacking my butt.

   "Yes, Sir.  I've done everything you've ordered me, I've followed the
rules.  Thank you for slapping my butt, Sir."

   "So, are you happy?" Ok, that was hard to answer, I wasn't happy at all,
I was feeling trashed and ignored all day.  I remembered my Dad words about
talking with them.

   "Sorry Sir, I can't say I'm happy today."

   "Why not, Sandra?  Tell your owners, why aren't you happy today."

   "Since we were back home, I've been feeling Ignored by you all, used....
I did my work, no one said thank you, no one hugged me, you all just kept
bossing me around, and ignoring me once I had done whatever you wanted.

   You didn't laugh.  I didn't have fun.  I don't think any of us enjoyed
it." I said, and I noticed the first tears in my eyes.

   I looked at him he was serious.

   "So, do you want to step out?" He asked.

   "N.  No Sir, I don't want to, but."

   "No buts, Sandra, do you want to step out or not?" I started to feel my
tummy hurt.  They wanted me to step out?  Did them got tired of me?.

   "No, Sir!" I finally said if they wanted to stop.  They would be the
ones saying it.  Not me.

   "Do you love us, Sandra?" He asked

   "Yes, Sir!  I love you all."

   "Even when we act like a bunch of unbearable assholes?" He said, and I
saw him smiling.  I realized, the little bastards did it on purpose, to
teach me a lesson or to test me, but, they all played with me all day on
purpose.

   "Yes Sir, even when you act like a bunch of unbearable little bastards,"
I said, and I could hear some laughs for my comment.

   "Good!  because we all love you, you're our toy, our babysitter, our
nice girl, and you should know that we love you, we will always love you,
even when we are mean to you, even when all of this comes to an end, we
will all still love you."

   He walked and hugged me, one after another joined us, and soon I was
surrounded by my boys.  I had still tears, but those were not sad ones but
happy ones because I believed him.

   We spent a few minutes hugging, they didn't explain me their reasons for
what they did, and I didn't ask.

   Maybe I should have told them how I was feeling, before they asked,
maybe I had to understand that not all days would be fun and nice, maybe I
had to accept that I had given them the right to act like assholes.

   Well, those were three possible lessons I had learned.

   "Go and get dressed, unless you plan to open the door naked, and refresh
yourself if you don't want to get us trouble for making cry our babysitter"
Wesley finished.

   "Yes, Sir!  I said."

   Brad smacked my butt.  I looked at him.  He was smiling naughtily.

   "Thank you, Sir," I said out loud and ran to the bathroom.

   That evening I would have dinner alone, Mr.  Barnes asked me if I wanted
to go to his place, I thought that being alone would be refreshing, so I
politely declined the offering.

   As soon as the last boy was out of the home, I dropped myself over the
sofa.  I took my phone and started to write to dad.

   I explained the day, my feelings, I was feeling better, but, I asked him
for some advice.

   "Hey, Sandra,

   I feel sorry for your rough day, you know I love you, but, I think
you've forgotten about one more option.  Maybe you were not taking things
right?.

   I wasn't there, but, the park sounds like fun, the shower seemed like
fun, you usually enjoy being bossed around.  So, why all those things made
you feel bad today?.

   Just think about it, maybe you're right, and they had planned to be mean
on you for some purpose, in that case, I can't help you.

   Maybe they were just playing like any other day, in that case, the only
thing I can tell is that it will happen sometimes, it's difficult that all
of you always feel in the same way, it's difficult with only two people
involved, so, with so many as you're...

   Anyway, I'm happy that things are good now, the lessons you've learn are
all correct, even if they were not planned, again, you're making me feel
proud of you.

   Are you sure you want to sleep alone?  You can call Mr.  Barnes, or
anyone else if you don't want to.

   I love you;

   Dad"

   "Thanks, Dad, I will think about it.  I love you too.

   XXX

   Sandra."

   He was right.  I had to think about it.  I missed our old bath.  I would
love to have a long warm bath, but..  we only had the shower.

   I wasn't in the mood to make dinner, so I ordered a pizza.

   I remembered last time I had ordered pizza, all the boys were at home
and I was challenged with some options so I could get some stars.

   I discarded the idea of teasing the pizza guy, maybe another day, but
that night I wasn't feeling too playful.

   Maybe I should have done it.

   When I opened the door, I found it was the same boy, well, only one that
time.  I found myself blushing.  Teasing him would have been easier, but
then, I was dressing normal, and I knew he had seen with my fine lingerie
outfit last time.

   "Hello, your pizza."

   "Hey..  hello, thank you" He looked at me, maybe he was feeling
deceived.

   Again my silly need to apologize for everything made me talk.

   "Sorry for the last day...  I was trying some clothes when you came"

   At least he blushed, now I was not the only one blushing.

   "Nah, is ok...  is not like I had nightmares or something," He said
half-smiling

   "Wait, I will take the money."

   I went to my purse and took a 20$ bill, I knew that was more than
needed, but I was feeling guilty.

   "Are you new here?  are you going to the nearby school next year?" He
asked when I was going back.

   "Uh..  yes, we moved here this summer, and yes.  I think I'm going there
next year" I said, handing him the money.

   He started to look for the change.

   "no no, is ok, keep the change please."

   He opened his eyes.

   "Thank you!  hey, My name's Bill, I hope to see you at school then, well
if you don't need more pizza, of course." Bill, same name as my Dad, I
thought.

   "You're welcome.  I'm Sandra...  " I said smiling, I shook his hand, I
was more a kissing cheek's girl, but I was feeling too embarrassed.  I was
already worried about if he would tell anyone at school that he had seen me
in those clothes.

   "Nice to meet you, Sandra, well, I have to go, I still have another
pizza to deliver, and thanks for the big tip."

   "Nice to meet you too, Bill, take care," I said and closed the door.

   Ok, tomorrow no pizza, I thought, I had been thinking about pizza for
next day, I would have all the boys at home.  But..  what if they want to
repeat the game?  I blushed deep, and shook my head, at all costs, no more
teasing to the pizza boy.

   I went to my room and change to panties and shirt, then, I lied on the
sofa and watched tv while eating my pizza.

   I laughed.  "Sexy me!" I thought about the look, sitting like a boy,
with the remote on one of my hands and fighting with the pizza cheese.

   I took a pic of myself as I was.  That would be the good night pic.

   After some searching on the internet, I found how you're supposed to
wash dog collars and latex panties.

   I was planning a laundry next morning, and I needed to know what to do.
Then, spent some time writing my diaries,

   I had finished my first week into the personal one, while I updated the
other till that night.

   I had my shower and got ready to bed.

   I sent my "tomboy photo" and the good night message.

   "Good night boys, I wish we all have fun tomorrow."

   I started to think about next school year...  that was going to be hard,
I had gone to the same school all my life, and now, I would go to a new
one, I knew my boys, of course, that the would not help a lot there.

   Then it was the other thing, going back to normality, our deal ended at
the end of summer, then, nothing.  Well, at least we still have a month.

   I felt asleep with those thoughts.

   [End of Chapter XXII]

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