I can feel your breathing get heavier as you throw your hands over your shoulder and cradle my head. Your fingers running through my hair only serve t... quicken the shower of kisses, licks and bites I rain down on your neck and shoulders as my hands slip from your waist and down to the hem of your dress and then up and under.As my hands under your dress travel back up across the bare skin of your thighs they don’t encounter any fabric. It’s not a surprise to either of us – we both know your. He heard Mel laughing athim."Do you like your new dress?" she asked.He stood back from the counter and looked down at himself. Did he likethe dress? Just thinking about it sent a small wave of pain from hischastity device. And the skirt drove him crazy as it swished back andforth... and it didn't even fully cover his diapers! Did he like it?What a question! "Yes, Mistress," he replied with a small sigh. Helooked up at her and smiled. "I love it - unfortunately."Mel laughed again. "You. It sounds to me like you men are the kind of bosses we need!" We ushered the delegation out the door with a lot of handshaking and backslapping. The place was dripping with good will.After they were gone, I asked Jimmy, "Do you really think that you can turn this bunch into an adequate fighting force? They are just a bunch of farmers and shopkeepers."Jimmy's answer was, "Who do you think founded this country back when it started? Give them a chance before you condemn them. I think that you will. .." But I want to, I'm just scared you'll be disappointed!" I thought he was going to cry.I nervously reached for his hand and led him from the room. Leading him upstairs to my bedroom, lit only by the soft bedside lamp. I left him there and when to the loo, checked myself in the mirror and returned to find him in bed, bare shoulders showing above the duvet, his back towards me. All thoughts of a sexy little strip left my head and nervous tension rose along my spine. I stripped naked at my side.