Oh god, the things I had said!All that she had left was the clothing she had worn the night before, probably because she did not want something to rem...mber last night by, the stains upon my white sheets, and the very thick smell of our pleasure within my bedroom, evidence.I found her note after my long cold shower:Honey, I am sorry to leave like this but I think it best. I knowyou will agree. I had let myself go last night, something I hadnever done, but I assure you it will never happen again.. The strong, sweet orange juice is not any tricky and complex to make and serve up. I just need two big, magnificently shaped glasses for it. Yes! Tonight, Stian and I will be toasting and whooping it large and big time. Will you come join us as well? Will you please? I stir fry the carrots, then roast the chicken, then boil the eggs and make up a separate bowl of soup to eat along with them. Good! It is all at last deal done and carried through!Just when I have ceased serve up the meal, the. My sissy. My good sissy.And a good sissy gets a good reward. Would you like that, girl?" Sheasked well knowing my answer."Oh yes, please Mistress! Please!" I ached for this and she knew it.She smiled and then took my caged sissy stick in her hand. She reachedinto her cleavage and pulled the key to the cage's lock out from inbetween her beautiful breasts. With deft hands she'd clicked itunlocked and then slid it off my sissy stick. My sensitive skin camealive to be breathing freely once. ” “Oh, I wish I could let you in, but I promised my daddy,” she repeated. “But I see what a jam you’re in being stranded out here in the country.” She raised her arms above her head and leaned into the screen door, her big tits flattened by the mesh, her nipples visible through the thin material of her blouse. The way her body was pressed against the screen door and how she looked at me was getting me really horny. The seam of her cut offs was tight against her crotch revealing the outline of.