Lead on

With a simple nod from me, Sophia started briskly walking back the way we had come from. She seemed completely unconcerned by her topless state. Once again I was treated to a delightful view of her ass swinging with her hips as I trailed behind. After over a minute of tracing through the wooden maze of doors and hallways we came to a stop outside of a particularly ornate door with the label "S. Mendoza" on it.

With another knowing smile, Sophia knocked on the door. "Nessa dear, I'm coming in! Auntie has a surprise for you." Her smile became positively wolfish when she opened the door and confidently strode into the room.

As I followed, I heard another young woman's voice call out "Tia! Why aren't you wearing a shirt! What's happened?"

Before I could even take in the well appointed office I was confronted by the sight of Sophia holding a Latina girl in a school uniform in a tight embrace. The girl was obviously distraught but didn't struggle physically against the older woman's grasp.

"Who is this man, Sophia? Why are you doing this?"

"Shhh, darling darling Nessa," Sophia tried to comfort her, "You must meet our new god. He is truly good and strong!"

With her aunt holding her in place, I could easily approach and make Nessa a zealous convert. Maybe, though, I didn't have to be so hasty in this secure environment.