So it was not my fault! But of course, she would not give methe satisfaction of admitting it. She angrily ripped the garter belt offof me, and went ...ack into the closet.She got out a beige dress, threw it at me, and told me to put it on overmy head. The dress came with a slip - "Shouldn't I put the slip onfirst?" But the slip was attached. I was confused. I put the wholething on over my head, but it was tight, and I couldn't get my arms backout to go through the straps. "Uh, Mistress," I. One day, I decided to flash her and see her reaction. Before she came, I kept a lot of coins in my wallet making it a little heavy and kept it in my already lose shorts’ pocket. Whenever I was standing up, the weight of wallet made my shorts slide down inch by inch and if I didn’t pull it up, it slid completely down exposing my monster.Savita, the maid came around 8 pm as usual. I opened the gate and greeted her with a smile. My shorts were already at my lower waist and my was visible.. He was ecstatic that she was visiting until he realized that he didn’t have a bed. He spent the next few hours getting a bed and the appropriate coverings for it.He was left with two hours before she would arrive. He spent half of that time trying to decide what to cook for her and finally decided that he would take her to the Mexican restaurant in town. He also thought he might take her into the bar to meet Shirley. For some reason, he thought the two women would get along very well. Although. When he begged me to quit, and save myself for him, I rejected Silvio'soffer to become his mistress, and a dozen others that followed. It's notthat I had no feelings of loss when I left him. I felt so torn that Icried real tears of regret as I rejected Silvio. I sobbed even more whenhe renounced and rebuked me in turn. But my heart was too restless, andmy ambition to great, to be satisfied as one man's mistress.I thought that the relationship of sugar daddy and paid mistress is evenmore.