“More wine?”“A splash. Remember — I’m driving.”“Right...” He added a splash of wine to her glass and some in his own. “Another slice...”“I’m good. This really hit the spot, Adam. Thanks.” She drained her wine glass and he drained his.“It’s kinda early,” Adam remarked. “Would you care to continue this conversation in the living room? I know I have more to say to you.”“Okay...”He accompanied her to the living room where he sat on the sofa and she sat beside him. “Kara,” he said, “I have missed you.. Musing it was a good thing since I was scantily clad in walking shorts and her dogs’ claws were never trimmed. Glancing towards the little house that I owned across the noisy street from the park, I recalled I had virtually raised my daughter alone there after my betrothed left for a stud with a much higher bankroll. There was comfort in its worn stucco and creaking hardwood floors. With a sigh, I crossed the busy street and walked across the small yard to the comfort of the enclosed porch. .where the Master allows you to become a virtual God to the people around you. Now you possess the power to bend their reality to your specifications. You are the Master's representative". What? What the heck is this...? I clicked the 'ok' button to the message and it switched to another screen. Up popped a message box asking for a users name, with my network login already displayed, I clicked ok, then it appeared with another box saying 'Target Subjects name?' I looked at it blankly for a few. Since that day I was obsessed with an idea of possessing my sexy wife’s nude photographs. I express my desire and requested her to pose as nude model exclusively for me, but she was very reluctant and adamant she refused to even pose in undergarments. Next day I left for official tour of one week as usual and she was alone at home she undressed herself fully again and stand in front of full size mirror viewing her own body from various angles. She realized that I was cent percent correct that.