’ ‘Sure, Tim. Thank you.’ The man had his pride and Philip admired that. ‘Tough day?’ ‘Yeah, a bit. Kinda hard to focus on work after the ...ight I had but let’s wait until we’re seated to talk about it.’ They waited for a table, their reservation having been mishandled, and at the bar Philip ordered a Makers Mark while Tim got a beer. By silent agreement they kept their conversation light. Ten minutes later, at the table, Tim discovered that there were no menus as such since it was a prix fixe. It was Lillian’s turn to groan, and she could feel him smile. He pulled away, his look burning her entire body. Leading her to the bedroom, he turned and pulled off his shirt. Sitting on the bed, she smiled as she saw his slim muscular chest. ‘Your turn.’ She hesitated, and then began to unbutton her blouse slowly, his eyes on her trembling fingers. He stepped to her as she let the cloth whisper from her shoulders, and unsnapped her bra with a quick twist, releasing her plump breasts with. I stepped out my clothes and took my shoes off. Master John was watching me as I stripped, I turned and looked at him and unbuttoned my blouse slowly. When I got to the top button, the one that was covering my breasts I stopped. “Keep going slut!” He growled grinning. I slipped the last button through the hole and my shirt opened revealing my breasts being held up in my bra. “Take the shirt off slut, it’s obstructing my view.” I let my arms move back and dropped my shoulders so it would fall. It didn?t take much to imagine the backdoor slamming shutand his situation becoming much, much worse. Rattling around thekitchen drawers, he found the back door key. For added security, hepropped the door open.The onesie was warm, even his feet felt protected from the cold. Onlyhis face was exposed to the elements. The cold felt sharp, like littlepin pricks against his skin. Halfway across the yard, he looked up. Hecould see the red of the girls? windbreakers just inside the woods.Sighing, he.