Living in the city didn’t afford many people mortgages and a house to look after. She had lived in the same flat for the past seven years, so she of...en found herself curious as to how the other half lived with their modern appliances and square footage to spare. However, she didn’t think it appropriate to bring up things that surrounded their lives at home ‘Ah, gin and tonic,’ she sang upon his return with two drinks in hand. ‘I should’ve known you’d pick a classic.’ ‘Bombay gin, of course,’ he. M," I said."You never told me that." Opps it was to be a surprise, I couldn't tell you too soon, or I would spoil the surprise."We raced back up to the room, where she grabbed her clothes for tonight's dinner, along with the stuff she bought in Lexi Drew store."What about my make-up?' She asked."This a full treatment, including make-up, nails, and perfume. You will enjoy this," I told her.We walked into the spa, and they took Joyce back into the spa. In a couple of minutes a gal came back and. Huge head. Long. Grinning, he remarked "I caught you looking in the gym."I smiled and reached out to touch the giant cock. Immediately it sprang to life. Now, obviously I didn't have a tape measure, but I gauged his cock came in easily at nine inches in length. We chatted as I gently stroked him, watching the door for any intrusion. He was married, on the cruise with his wife, who was more interested in shopping on board, and hanging by the pool than being with him. I finally blurted out, "We. ’ Trousseaus were for brides. I wasn’t even dating. Unless…a chill ran through me as I began to suspect what Master had in mind. The pointed reminder of who owned my body…the trousseau…he was going to marry me off to someone. No, that couldn’t be it. Could it? Master laughed as he saw the confusion play across my face. ‘You’re wondering why you would need a trousseau, aren’t you. I’ve always been a strong believer that every woman should lose her virginity as a bride to Eros. Free from all the.