In any case she summoned me to her place for punishment. The fact that I just saw Joe enter is of some concern as I am assuming that she will enjoy hi... company as they both punish me. It is a strange relationship. Chanel and I are in love. I mean intense “spend the rest of your life together” kind of love. We can’t stand to be apart. We need each other and love every minute we spend with each other. However she is the mistress and she loves to put me in my place and show me off, letting others. Little did he know I didn’t really need his permission, nor did Faye, to stay and play with us all.My attention was diverted by the door opening, allowing my favourite nurse, Becky the Beautiful, entrance. I reminded myself that I wanted to know more about this woman and her family. Enquiring minds and all that.Becky looked around the room, seemingly noticing the naked woman and my less than naked mother in the room without any shock or surprise. She had grown accustomed to such sights. Her. She had cried to Laurie who had taken her under her wing, but Laurie was mistaken in assessing Taylor’s tears. The muted pallet of décor in the novice hall did nothing to staunch her tears. For once in her life, this wing of endless down-filled satin cushions, gauze-like veils from floor to ceiling steeped in femininity was her prison instead of her saving grace. She could not believe how foolish she looked tonight, trying to find out more about Mr. Leif’s past than he was willing to share with. It was very apparent she was not wearing a bra. Her nipples stuck out like thimbles under her jumper. She sat down and after a couple of mins we made a bit of eye contact. We got chatting and it turns out that she was alone for a couple of nights as her husband was working away. I thought she looked quite nice and so I asked her if she wanted a bit of dinner as I was staying over. I was quite pleased when she said yes. We agreed that she would meet me at my hotel, and we would go for a meal.