ShouldI wear a dress? I could. It's not a date though. At least I think itisn't.But I know him. He is the one who doesn't know me. He only knows thepe...son who I pretended to be. I still liked most of the same things asbefore. I wasn't that much different. Mostly just my presentation. Andname. Not Sean. Sarah. No dress. For now.We both hadn't had cars at that time. We met at the bar. I was therefirst. I felt nervous. How would he react? I would soon find out.A cab stopped at the front. Darren.. “You have an option, because I am such a loving mistress. I can give you 30 stripes on your bottom that you will feel for a very long time, or you can take this monster up your ass, just like you were planning to do with yours in mine!!! Now aren’t I sweet for giving you a choice?”I stared up into her blue eyes and suddenly found it difficult to swallow. I had always wanted her to dominate me, to do some role play, but … with her standing there like that, I was not certain I was up for the. I didn’t reply and she asked me in a very cool manner and I started crying and I told her after my break up I started liking her and I fell in love with her.She was not happy about that but she didn’t say anything and I apologized and that I couldn’t control my feelings, asked her not to share with the parents.She cried with me and she calmed me and tried to understand my feeling.And she took me to the dining hall and feed me with her own hands.In those days everything went normal and I. Her voice was now certainly cracking as she announced, "I will now bend over this table and take the caning, I believe that Mary is to deliver the first stroke," said Lucy who then turned and lay across the table and there were a few gasps at the tightness of her trousers which really hugged and accentuated her large buttocks. The more observant might have become aware that there did not appear to be any knickers underneath.Lucy had placed the cane next to her on the table and Mary then.