So, what should I wear." I doubt that any or all of the guys will be the one to wear you out. I would put my money on Wendy. As for what to wear try s...mething classy as it is a business dinner. Maybe a white cocktail dress to accent your red hear. Short, exotic, and all the other accoutrements: garter, stockings, matching panty and bra." A smile evident in her voice and eyes as I was looking into a mirror imagining the outfit and could only hear her voice. She walked up behind me and gently put. Againher body jerked as the metal object punched a hole in her soft tenderskin. I took my pants off and got in front of her on the bed. I began totake the ball gag from her mouth and she looked up at me with a gratefullook, only to vanish when she saw my half hard cock in her face andrealized what I had in mind.She began to resist but I grabbed her by the sides of her face and forcedmy cock in her mouth as I reminded her there were more silver ringsavailable. She obeyed my physical demand and. Ami bollam, “dekhen, ami apnak shahajjo korbo. Apnak ami 500 tk debo kintu taar bodole apnio amak kichu diben.” Mohila ektu obak hoye jiggesh korlo, “ami? Ami ki dimu?” Ami bollam, “deyar moto apnar kache onek kichui ache. Amak apnar shprirta diye shanti koren ami apnak tk diye shanti koren.” Mohila prothome ektu hochkichiye gelo aar ektu itostoto korte laglo. Ami bollam, “dekhen amar basai keu nei ekhon. Tai ei bepare keu kichui janbe na. Aar apnar takar dorkar ami taka dibo. Tachara vebe. He had to come with grips that he no longer saw his mother, figuratively and literally, the same again. She was still ‘mom,’ but her inherent womanliness and attractiveness were made evident. Her womanliness, attractiveness—and sexuality—became a thought process and an awareness of Peter’s. Valerie could be standing before him in a parka, wool cap, scarf and mittens—he now knew what was under all that clothing. He never considered before or wanted to know what his mother looked like without.