..but..Sir..I" I rose, trying to hide my hard on. "I don't have all day Miss Scott." I moved to the door, flicked the lock and pulled all the shutters...down. With a last minute thought I flickered on the air-con, extra cold. I placed a large chair behind you, right in front of my desk. Then I paged my secretary, asking her to cancel the rest of my appointments as I had a serious issue to deal with. I looked at you. "Well?"Shyly you moved, slowly pulling down your tight gym shorts, your face. I’m not talking Beanie Babies here. I’m talking the top of the line rated psychological war lords, ALL time, long before bobble heads were invented. You know what they are, in your heart you do.So, the excitement exploding on the deck at the spa was all about the churn in the water and the growing glow, all consuming aura including the incredible scent of arrival. It was the sister nymph goddesses supernatural, arriving rising amidst. There may have been some music playing from Sylvia’s sound. Its basically so like minded people can meet to explore there sexuallity . I went home took some sexy pics wrote out my add and my email so people can contact me .In my add i described what im into and that i was looking for a mistress to dress me up and train me how to be a slut .Next day i get an email from mistress roxanne wanting to meet up at a hotel room to get to know each other . . ''Ye, I know, it's gone, and I need more. Come on dad I don't have all day,'' she whined.''Look, Lizzy, I don't know what you are thinking, but let me tell you I do not shit money, I work hard to give you the kind of life that you want, and I get no thanks for it. You haven't shown any responsibility when it comes to money, so no Lizzy you're not getting another dime from me until you learn to be more responsible for the money I give you,'' Jim lecture.Lizzy never trips, she always keeps her.