?Wait here,? she ordered Bitch, as she turned and ascended the stairs to the wing of the stage. She watched Madam Que strutting around her current su...ject, passionate words flowing from her to the entertainment of the audience. Caught in the corner of Madam's eye she spotted her Mistress friend watching from the safety of the curtain. Finishing off her spiel of the costume she was displaying, she politely ended that presentation and put an arm out to Mistress.?And now, just in the nick of. He's so precious. You did the right thing. What a nice guy. I'm glad you kept him." She sounded completely hyper. "Wow, slow down. Tell me all about it." "Oh no. That's not part of the service. He's expecting you to call tomorrow night at nine. Talk to him. You blew his mind tonight. He needs time to process what that means. Try to get him to yank his crank." "You're kidding, right." "No. Trust me. My day job is counseling. I couldn't keep my own husband from straying, but I know how to make an. . one... , Roll credits, Ready on one. Coming to one. Cue Kirsty..." Good evening and welcome," Florence's interviewer smiled. "In tonight's programme we will be looking at some of the latest New Order initiatives and I'm joined by Florence Daniels, Minister for Home Affairs" Florence nodded in acknowledgement. "But first,..." Florence felt her stomach sink. Why wouldn't they just let her get on and talk about the important stuff? "I hope, Minister, that you can comment on media speculation. This passed a small current in her body which shacked one in excitement. She was holding my left hand & caressing it very slowly but strongly, which was a signal that she wanted some more excitement in her Errection. So I spread my legs apart and assisted her very calmly to sit in between them touching her booms to my crotch. By the time my tower was on the high stand and she also noticed this thing, but she was half the way riding the journey to the sex land. She was not watching TV anymore.