But then she brightened up, "I'm just real happy." I knew how she felt, minus the crying bit.I was distracted by flashing at the window. "What's that.... I got up and made my way to the window. "There's a fire truck down there." There can't be a fire, there's been no alarm." Was Jasmine's observation."Yeah." That was a mystery. Hopefully we were safe.I turned round and Jasmine was lying on the bed, propped up on one elbow watching me. She was so beautiful, I loved her so much. I walked back to to. I kept my hands on her and kept my nerves cool in order to make this night more and more romantic. But she was in hurry that is unaccepted to me in most of the situations.I slowly and steadily started exploring her body with great caution, i started massaging her body from top to bottom and slowly removed her nighty and there was no bra and panty and it become quite easy for me to see the vitals of her body and dear friends they were the most beautiful parts in her body, pink nipples,. But instead slapped me across the cheek hard! I thought what the Hell??!! She then strapped a ball gag on me. Then she put a dark black hood over my entire head! I couldn't see anything! Now I was really confused??"Remember last night?" "Right before bed?" "I told you to take out the trash, because there was some stinky fish in there?" I thought OH SHIT!! I forgot to do that! Oh Fuck!! "Plus this morning you didn't do it either!" FUCK!! I was in a hurry running late for work! All I could do was. Sheldon took me to her bed soon after the servants had gone. Now, sitting here in my room in my night attire I am reminded how naïve I was when first she and I met and how experienced she seemed to me. She taught me to be without shame in enjoying my body and hers. She showed me the joy that is congress with another woman. Imagine my shock the first time I experienced ‘le petit mort’(as she assures me the French say of the climax). I was genuinely frightened and startled by it but she held me.