You will address me as Mistress. If you fail to obey me in the slightest I will have you flogged. Do you understand?" Yes," Abdul answered. She hit hi... hard across the face."Yes, what?" Y-yes Mistress." He answered rubbing his jaw.By Allah that woman has a hand of iron, he thought to himself. She was circling him and gazing at him as though he were a horse about to be sold at auction.She turned to him and giving him an unfamiliar tube said, "Smear this cream on your body to remove what little. She made the drive in almost record time, since the traffic was very light. Later that evening, Alex felt quite at home, watching a movie before heading off to bed. She reached into her bag to find her nightshirt and realized she’d forgotten to pack one. Maybe she could find something in Anthony’s room. She walked into his bedroom with her bag in hand and paused to take it all in. He had a large king sized bed with mosquito netting draped over it. The frame was a dark oak, which Alex though. )Oh, this is so weird! I woke up at four in the morning and couldn’t get back to sleep. So I took out my Zenbook, found this document open and spent some time editing it. God knows why, because I’m the only one who will ever read it. It’s always the past tense, isn’t it? I went there and there, met so and so, this is what they said, this is how I felt, bla bla bla. But now I’m here, in the dead of night, and I’m completely up to date. I’m only typing this because I feel more than a bit lonely,. You look around, you’ve never been in my house before. You watch me light some of the oil lamps, your smile slowly growing on your face. I turn off the light and we are bathed in the soft, gentle glow of the lamps. Still standing, I walk over to you and gaze into your eyes. Easily, oh so easily, I put my arms around yourwaist, and you put your arms around my neck. Gently, hesitantly, we kiss. Softly your lips press against mine, soft, smooth, warm, alive. We kiss and kiss again, and a sigh.