Then she looked at me and our eyes met again, this time without the protection of her eyeglasses. Her eyes were beautiful, like large dark pools that ...ere inviting me to take a swim. I could begin to see the layers of emotion that were running deep within her. She reached up to brush her black hair from her eyes, her cheeks were still flushed a bit. She slid her glasses back on. ‘Well, good!’ I said. ‘These are the kinds of things that I need to see to get a good feel for what needs to get. The person must give Master Geoff total control over their body and mind. He does not take well to airheads and most do not even make it through the screening process. Most who seek Master’s training are well educated, it is just that they choose to allow someone else control of their body. These intelligent women and men make lifestyle choices relinquishing control to their Master. He successfully creates submissives and has a global market for ‘his subs’, as he always refers to them. Their. "Fuck!" I said, still holding my throbbing cock in my hand as I checked my cell phone. It was my Melody, and I answered it."Hello," I said, slowly stroking my wood."Why didn't you call me, last night? I waited up until midnight." Sorry, love, I got sidetracked with Mom," I said, stroking my cock a little quicker. "We can do it now if you want. I'm already hard." Oh, so now you’re horny. Well, since I wasn't a priority last night, you'll just have to jerk off by yourself, now." Come on, honey.. Opening the sliding door, I thought it would be nice to enjoy a bottle of wine from the little frig in the room and watch it rain. It seemed like the whole town was in darkness, so it was nice to watch the thunder storm from the balcony as it rumbled and crackled. After about 5 or so minutes, the door next to my room slid open, and a gruff looking man stepped out. He was a big guy, probably about 45-50 years old, a least 6’3” or 6’4” feet tall, strongly built and around 250 LBS or a bit more..