I roll back the sheet to expose your back and slowly pour warm oil down your spine. My thumbs run parallel to your spine, gliding down each side, push...ng gently into your back, deeper and deeper with each trip down your back. My fingers splay out to caress your outer back as my thumbs delve into your back straps. I move back to your neck and with surprising tenderness rub up your neck and occipits. Pausing for a brief instant, you feel my breath on the backside of your neck and quiver. .. and nothing had changed. He was still a boy. He sighed indisappointment.He followed Chris and Tim down to the tree in the lounge room. Theyweren't allowed to open presents yet, but it was pretty obvious thatthere was no cat in any of his presents.Soon after, Paula and Josie woke up and came down to the lounge room.Straight away, of course, they could see that Richard was still a boy."Are you ok Richard?" asked Paula."Yeah. Well no. I was hoping to get a pussy."Paula gave him a hug. She was. We walked around for a bit checking out the beautiful new casino hotel and looking at the Hard Rock displays. Eventually we arrived at the high stakes card room and He very carefully looked for a table that suited Him. He found one with a Male dealer and Men players. He took the end seat. i stood behind him as He played and realized He wanted me there, all bimbo’d up to distract the other players. He did very well!Usually i only call Him Master when we are alone but He told me that He wanted me. ”“Who’s Mr Sims?”“He appears to be my tailor. Long story that I’ll tell you about another time.”“You two’ve been busy these last couple of days?”“Yes. We’ve shared the search for and discovered the loss of her husband, we were both attacked by a killer, which she clinically resolved, and I am the ‘wounded hero’ who tried to defend her and is thereby suffering from my actions on her behalf. A sympathetic reaction from her at such a time, along with a hint of transference from her lost husband is.