’ ‘What’s with all the special treatment?’ I asked, elbowing his ribs as we entered the house 10 minutes later. ‘The chocolate…now the pi...za’ I paused but not waiting for an answer. ‘What was that..? Ohhhh! You’re trying to seduce me?’ I winked, walked past him into the kitchen and set the beers in the fridge. ‘Seduction? Me? What do I know about such things? I’m just a boy from a small town who enjoys a good pizza, a good beer, a good movie and great company.’ He gave me that evil boyish. I stood looking out the door while he was down at my feet doing…well doing whatever he was doing, I saw it was still raining. That was the reason I was at home, I should have been at the museum but didn’t fancy waiting around on buses so here I was making small talk with the delivery boy and fantasying about him naked. We talked about the weather, how long he had done the job pointless talk, while I was looking out the door I could see him at the corner of my eye looking at my legs and my butt.. " Her eyes realized she wasn't fully in the gameyet, "uhh.. MIstress Dyvia..." I smirked but she corrected herselfagain. "Yes, MIstress Dyvia, I was wrong." Good, Now let's open the rest of your christmas gifts."A smile finally truly forming on her face. "Yes, Mistress Dyvia."Several minutes later she was surrounded by a plethora of new openedgifts, mostly fetish styled outfits, a cheerleader outfit, maid'suniform, a secretary costume, even a fetish latex slave outfit. Acouple pallets of. All I would ask for was liberal visitation to see Polly. I wanted nothing more from her or the life I had here. That life was gone, along with my marriage. Heather had moved on, or so it seemed. Now it was time to make it legal. ‘Heather is out tonight. She called me and asked me to sit until she could take care of something. I don’t know what it was but she said she’d be back around midnight. Polly is in bed and I sit for her sometimes. Walt and I both try to help when we can.’ ‘I send enough.