Chapter Twelve
My mom showed up for Thanksgiving. We had a wonderful turkey dinner at Aunt Linda’s. She was pleased by the way I looked. She said I looked really happy and “California looked good on me.” Actually being Julie’s slave made me look that way. It had nothing to do with California. When Christmas vacation came up, I told her that we planned on skiing at Breckenridge, but we’d stop by for the holiday while being in Colorado.
After vacation classes resumed as usual. I worked hard to keep my grades up. Becky had finally realized that she was much happier as Annie’s slave. She got used to never having s*x or an orgasm and spending her time worshipping a woman’s p***y. Well that’s what she said, but I wasn’t sure. It took me several months to accept the fact that Julie liked me ext
