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She grabbed the phone and clicked on the new message icon, and stared indignantly at the picture of her dog dildo sitting on Julie's kitchen table above the message, 'Looking for something? "Bitch!" Michelle exclaimed, and the phone buzzed again, as if it heard her. “I may be a bitch, but I am not YOUR bitch, so you will WALK back to my house SLOWLY... NOW!' Michelle looked up to the corner of her room where the camera was hidden, and resisted the urge to flip it off. She wrestled with the emotions running through her brain, her feelings for Julie, her desire to know more about the secret side of her mother, and the pure lust that Julie and Chico had unleashed inside her. As she turned toward the door, she felt the wetness between her legs, and reluctantly, yet obediently, opened the door and started the slow walk back to Julie's kitchen. About midway between the two cottages, Chico burst out of a bush and ran joyfully towards his Mistress, sniffing and poking his nose into Michelle's crotch as she walked. Every so often Chico’s tongue would dart out at Michelle's pussy, trying to lick at her juices that mature were collecting on her engorged labia, and she couldn’t help herself but to stop and let him have a little lick, unconcerned about who may be watching. By the time she reached Julie's cottage, Michelle was soaked, and could feel the juices running down her inner thighs. Chico was licking at her frantically, drawn to the strong smell of his young bitch in heat, and he couldn’t understand why she hadn't yet assumed the position so he could mount her. Michelle tried turning the handle, but to her surprise, the door was now locked. The yellow sticky note stuck to the door caught her eye, which simply commanded, 'the veranda.' Michelle walked around the corner and saw Julie sitting at a wrought iron patio table, sipping tea from a delicate china cup, the pot beside her steaming gently. Gone were the casual sweats & top Julie was wearing when Michelle started her naked odyssey. Julie was now dressed in a manner that Michelle had never seen before. The black leather dress seemed moulded to her body and the multitude of shiny steel zippers which adorned the dress, led Michelle to wonder, ‘if all were undone, would the dress would simply fall to floor in pieces?’ The zipper running up the front of the dress was fully undone, giving Michelle a view of the promised land that lay concealed in shadows. But what really got Michelle’s pulse racing were the stiletto heeled, black leather boots that rose past Julie's knees, and stopped half way up her thighs. Michelle drank in the scene before her with a lingering, lustful look, and could feel the warmth between her thighs increasing, as her eyes darted between the shimmering leather and the red dog dildo, which sat on the table beside to the steaming teapot. Smelling her increased arousal, Chico poked at Michelle with his nose, but she hastily pushed him away, her focus and attention fully captured by her leather clad neighbour. Julie had not yet acknowledged Michelle’s arrival, as she was engrossed in a Skype conversation she was having on her tablet, which was propped up on its stand, with a familiar looking book that was open beside it. ‘My DIARY??!!’ Michelle silently screamed inside her head, as her heart leapt into her throat at the realisation that Julie had been reading her personal diary. "One moment love, she is here now, so I will speak to her about what I have found," Julie said to the unseen person on the other side of the internet, then turned and locked eyes with Michelle with a stare that seemed to penetrate to her very soul. Julie's long fingernail slowly tapped and caressed the book, and purred with a wicked smile, "I see you like to write, and have quite a vivid imagination." Julie stressed the word ‘vivid’ in a blowjob manner that set Michelle frantically wracking her brains as to which diary entry Julie was referring. Then it dawned on her, the night she was caught fucking Chico by her parents, Big Boobs and she was so pissed at Julie sneaking out unseen leaving her to deal with her angry parents alone. Michelle felt herself colour from her toes to the roots of blonde her hair, as she recalled the fiery lines she had written. Michelle opened her mouth to speak, but Julie raised a finger to her lips, indicating silence. "Oh please, allow me," Julie sarcastically offered, "I am sure we both would like to hear this," as she nodded to Skype conversation still active on the tablet. Julie cleared her throat theatrically and read Michelle’s words aloud, "’I would love to make my neighbour Julie strip before me and force her to parade around naked like a worthless whore. Then demand that she fingers her own slutty cunt until her fingers are slick with her juices. Then I would fuck her with the strap-on that K gave me, ride her like a bitch, slapping that firm white ass until she begged for mercy." "Should I go on?" Julie inquired with a half smile, as Michelle attempted to stammer out a reply, before Julie again held her fingers to her lips, "Hush child, I’m dying to find out if I might enjoy being a worthless whore." Julie closed the diary and smiled sweetly at Michelle, bbw before pressing the camera direction icon button on the tablet. 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