.. BOING. She was looking me right in the eye. I recognized that look, boy did I ever. This dame wasn't just after my signature on her book flyleaf, s...e wanted my signature on her bod.Fire engine-red hair and an out-of-fashion voluptuous, yes, zaftig build. Dangerous curves ahead. My type. Yes, definitely.So I signed her book. "To a very special reader, a reader I could relate to..." And I managed to slip one of my business cards between the pages, a card that unfortunately lacked the phone. "What is it, Aunt Emily?" Amanda asked as she and Nick sat down after washing the evening dishes, seeing the older woman shaking her head slightly with an odd look on her face."I just wish I'd taken more of your mother's advice with your cousins. They fight like cats and dogs, even now. Trying to get them to wash dishes together would have sounded like a riot in progress. The two of you get along better than most married couples."To their credit, neither sibling showed any obvious reaction to. This can include another less obvious collar which could be worn under clothing, cock rings, and chastity devices. Some Dommes make their servants wear a finger ring engraved with phrases like *“In Erotic Servitude”, “I am Your pleasure”, or “Semper Praesentialiter” (‘I am always in your presence’) – a constant reminder of the Woman whom he serves.He should always be properly attired as you will have instructed him, always paying particular attention to intimate wear such as cock rings and. "You really wish it was you?" She almost panicked, so I raised my finger to my mouth, "It's ok, you kinda had Amber worried, just standing there. I don't believe I heard you right, you said you wished it were you?" She was sitting up still rubbing her pussy, "Yes, it was hot, you two were actually railing her. I'm bi but I've always wanted to do it with a hermaphrodite. Kinda been my fantasy since I was little." I raised an eyebrow and entered the room slowly, she snapped her legs shut after.