‘My name is Mark,’ he said, ‘We’ve never really met.’ ‘I’m Angela, it’s nice to meet you Mark,’ she said. ‘Angela… angel. It fit... you,’ he replied, ‘Sorry, names and their meanings are kinda my thing.’ ‘Thank you, that’s very sweet,’ she said smiling. She curled up next to Mark and leaned her head onto his shoulder. Mark inhaled her soft perfume and closed his eyes. ‘This must be a dream! ‘ he thought. ‘Mark, can I ask you a question?’ she said, after a few moments. ‘Sure, Angela, what is it?’. "Wha... ? Elizabeth?!? Oh my God, Elizabeth?!? But... but... you're..." No wonder I felt almost in love with her. I was in love with her; had been for years."Dead? I'm called Liz now. Listen to me; I have to go to work and save your ass... again! Patrick, you have to stay with Megan. You two are meant for each other. She will be devastated by what has happened here today. She will cancel your wedding. Stay there, stay with her, and be there for her. You must! You two are meant for each other.. It’s time to measure your waist so I ask you to please lift your shirt slightly. But now I think you’re on to me… You say ‘I think it would be better if I just take it off” I tell you that sounds like a fantastic idea. Your jeans have a nice fit to them but I can’t wait to wrap my arms back around you to measure you out. I again press my chest to yours in an effort to smell you and get my tape around your sexy body. This time I lean in even closer and lightly lick up your sternum. Hoping you. ” I muttered. “Do you want me to stop?” He asked quietly. “No!” I almost yelled, I was a little too excited. “It’s just that I’d…I’d like to know your name, so I know what to scream.” He started to laugh, “is that all?” I nodded slowly with a weak smile. “You can call me Master for now, ok?” I nodded again. “May I continue?” I nodded once again, “as you wish, master.” He spread my legs even farther apart and rubbed the insides of my thighs. He didn’t need any sort of oil, it was wet enough. .