It was warm for October, and a slight breeze flitted past my exposedthighs. I instinctively grabbed my skirt to keep it from flying up andgiving the p...ssing revelers an eyeful. I was terrified but exhilarated.Here I was in full feminine glory for the world to see. My mind was blankas I could distinctly feel every single feminine sensation on my body: thetightness of the bra and panties, the skirt rustling against my exposedthighs, the comforting embrace of my heels, the long hair against my. Mistress Alexandra presenteed two flutes of chilled champagne."Do you know what we are missing for our date this evening?" Candle light," Ms. Gere replied."Yes, that's right... candle light."Ms. Gere, as if planned, removed a long, wide, cylinder of red wax for their candle light."But, Mistress, I don't see a candle holder." You don't? Well, it's as plain as day. You're such a bimbo sometimes."Mistress Alexandra motioned for me to come to her."On your back, boy. I want you to rest your legs. Standing, reaching in and lifting out the stack of albums, shutting the trunk and stacking them toward one side, she sits on the lid with another album in hand. Opening it across her knees, already knowing the theme, she focuses on the initial page. Yet another woman, obviously in the same predicament, it’s also obvious the photos are taken from the same location. Turning page after page, the further the more graphic, more sadistic, halfway through she realizes the photos are of more. It's enough to distract him from his incessant need to fuck. Although we may have plans for some relief." We?" Harold and his chippy. It seems she countered Harold's suggestion for a threesome with a foursome. I think she intended to bring in an old flame. Well, not old at all actually. Her age actually which of course didn't set well with the old man." I sense the ties loosening." I'm not sure. He sounded amused she had that kind of balls. But he demanded only strangers could be allowed.