" She was pleasant, but socontrolling! I tried to look at the bright side: With Samantha, all Ihad to do was listen and do what she said, and she wa... happy. Joyce'swork was much more demanding. When would I find out about Elliott?"Joyce," I said after lunch, "Samantha wants me to meet her at three."I had told her, but a reminder couldn't hurt."Right," she said. "I told Elliott about that, and he said he wantedyou to check in with him before going. He's available at two for thirtyminutes. . In her own environment, she exuded the same harshness, but it was mixed with her love of sex and of exploring all the physical sensations that a human body could experience. Burnside knew her own body much better than most women. Time and time again she had pushed herself to her physical limits as she explored her world in which pain constantly intersected with intense pleasure. It was that confidence in herself, and in her ability to help others explore their outer limits of intense sexuality,. "I grinned, "You think you'd be more comfortable if there was someone else naked with you?"Stacy giggled, "I think I'd like that very much." Well, maybe we should call one of your sisters over here?" I teased.Stacy slapped my arm playfully, "Oh stop! You're bad. I was thinking of someone else." Oh. Who?"She smiled coyly and leaned towards me, pressing her lips to mine. I reached up and held her shoulder gently and opened my lips slightly into her kiss. Suddenly, I felt what I'd been missing all. The thong was prominent now and her ass was tight and although it was on the bigger side, I definitely considered it her best feature after her gorgeous face. She unhooked the jeans and slid them down over her hips, revealling her ass right in front of my face. I was entranced. Looking over her shoulder, she giggled. "Do you like?" she asked. "I guess you didn't notice the tent I am making here, huh?" I replied. Out of the jeans she was dressed now only in a small shirt hanging over her.