My shirt and trousers got soaked as a result of her wriggling yet she had still managed to keep herself covered and I grinned as I let her foot drop a...d stood up, Mary sat up in the bath as I took off my wet things which left me dressed in nothing but a small pair of underpants, she grinned and splashed water at me."Anything else?" I asked as the water soaked through my underpants."Well..." she grinned impishly.God knows why but my cock suddenly went hard, the appearance of a huge bulge in my. Yet, in the back of her mind, a small voice asked the question, ‘What if it is me who is not seeing me as I really am?’ She sat on the edge of the bed and slipped her feet carefully into the blue lace. Wriggling her legs she pulled the delicate material carefully over her toned thighs. The panties were perfect she decided as she looked in the mirror and slipped on the matching lace bra. The silk dress slithered down her sides and over her hips like a waterfall of sable ink. The black material. Most of these involved financial irregularities, in that Master was diverting cartel profits into his own accounts. Another was that he had provided information to the police which resulted in the arrest of a high ranking cartel member. While cartel members routinely provided such information about their rivals, doing so against fellow cartel members was cause for execution.It would take several days to verify the information, in the meantime Master was confined to the holding cell, previously. The air was cooler than mild and the icy blasts had vanished.I struggled to make sense of it all. Those words were – real. The penetration and orgasm were – real. The evidence was soaking into my negligee.I started to question whether it was something I did to myself or whether –Then it occurred to me, it was the ninth of October. It was the day I lost Joshua, four years ago to the very day.I suddenly became cold. My lips quivered. I shook my head. I shivered uncontrollably.ooOooTwo days later.