There was hardly any space for air to pass between us and I felt her skin so soft that I wasn’t ready to leave her.She was also enjoying the dance a...d I was staring in her beautiful blue colour eyes And felt like she is an angle from heaven. Soon she began to sweat and stripe of bra was visible on her shoulder it was red in color and as I was looking at it she saw me and covered it and asked me “Haven’t you seen any girl ? ” to which I simply replied ” NO ” and then she asked me ” don’t you. I am going to do it.Sir says, 'We will see there is a lot more to go through.'When we get home he has me take my clothes off and sit in my boyish briefs with loafers on them.He gives me his loafers to play with. I play on the pad as he orders dinner. He comes and has me sit like a good boy at his feet.He says, 'You had a good day the other day with my shoes. Today you experienced how sub boys dress. Tonight we will start real humiliation. He says I can go home and not come back anytime I want.. I took a peek at Marcel and found him doing the same, his shades couldn’t hide his obvious stares. ‘God, you guys are really having a good look!’ Jill exclaimed suddenly in a very jovial voice. ‘Would it help if I removed this’ she asked, indicating to her sarong by running her fingertips along under the brim. ‘It would, that’s a very good suggestion, my love!’ ‘I wouldn’t mind. It can only improve the situation…’ chimed in Marcel, amused at his own comment. Jill glanced over her shoulder,. The crooning of Dean Martin filled the silence. She was creating mood, she told herself. She was stalling for time, her inner voice chided her. God only knew why. She’d only been dreaming of a moment like this for…ever. But, now that it was in front of her, she was nervous as hell. Bolstering her waning courage with a very deep breath, she turned toward the sofa once more. And nearly fell on her face. Dylan had taken those moments to make himself more comfortable. He’d removed his old scruffy.