Within 30 seconds of learning somebody's name she could be totally at ease with them, talking to them as though they were lifelong friends. I loved th...t about her. Being with her made up for my dearth of any willingness or ability to develop anything other than the bare minimum rapport with strangers. I watched her as she spoke to him, genuinely interested in the things he said to her, and began to think (as I think most men are guilty of) about how she reflected upon me.She always looked good,. I see her twitch her footever so slightly."Kiss them."And with utter delight I lower myself to and begin reverently kissing thefeet of my Mistress. All my fear of moments ago when laying out her toolsflows away, at least momentarily. For when I am at her feet, all is rightwith the world.She allows me this pleasure for only a few moments before telling me itis time for her to hurt me. For her to say it in such a way, no matterhow much I crave it now, makes all the fear come rushing back. As. The guys from the poker game Bob had just lost, were stepping out of their car."Just stay there baby!" Bob said in a hoarse voice, "it will soon be over."What was "it"? You might be wondering. Like I said, Bob had lost a big hand at a private poker game. He had met up with his "buddies" at the casino and had brought them back to our honeymoon suite. I didn't like the way those men had looked at me. I was hardly dressed when Bob burst into the room. I had one of Bob’s shirts on and just my. We’d just been having some fun, so I wasn’t going to try to talk Staci out of it or even get upset. There really was no point. I took her hand and led her to a bench and we sat down.“OK,” I said, making sure I smiled. “Let’s talk.”“I met someone and I really can’t keep doing what we’re doing,” she said.“I understand,” I said. “It’s been fun. When did you meet him?”“At the beginning of the semester, but I didn’t realize that he was interested. I discovered that on Monday and well, one thing led.