Misaki Nanami was fully aware of my past dalliance with him and knew how keen I was to be subjected to his attention again. Since meeting Misaki Nanami and sharing a room with her, she had awakened the tiger within of my aching pussy and found it endearing how insatiable my attitude to sex was. Misaki Nanami flatly refused to break my hymen with one of her vibrators saying it had to be the real thing first time, even though she was a confirmed lesbian having been abused by her father. We both knew that the Pastor was never going to cross that line, he seemed to still have a slight moral code despite his perverse attitude towards me. ‘Don’t worry, you are on the rota this afternoon for tea duties, perhaps you’ll get your opportunity then!’ she tried to reassure me but I was beginning to wonder. All afternoon, I worked here, there and everywhere except the Major’s apartment, by the end of the shift I was on the verge of tears, Misaki Nanami had gone to visit her Mum so I didn’t have anyone to vent my frustrations on. The next day I was rostered onto cleaning duties for Major’s suite, feeling rebellious and angry I kept my panties on defying his previous orders. When I knocked on the suite there was no reply so I quietly let myself in and started my chores, I dusted carefully around the rooms and then started vacuuming. I finished in the dining room, switched the machine off, turning round to unplug it and move to another room, I jumped out of my skin; the Major sat at the table watching me.