...................................................................I returned after an hour of running around, like I was searching for a lost puppy. ...amn, I went the wrong way. I trudged up the stairs and kept on walking past my room until I reached the end of the hallway. Sean wasn't home yet, if he had left in a rush then it must mean...There were no words to describe my feeling when his door opened slowly. It felt like my heart had stopped before pounding against my chest. I peeked inside. What a marvelous Domina she was, and howwell she knew how to help me offer her maximum trust and submission."I wonder if anyone will be walking the beach this morning," my Lady?innocently? commented. Our cottage was on a private beach with thenearest neighbors? sections of beach out of sight from where we were;however, on a couple of previous occasions we had seen people walkingthe waterline past our patio."If I do, dear, I?ll just go into the cottage until they have passed.Too bad for. Fir kya tha maine khana khaya lund ki safai ki ot chal diya shikaar par maine bell bjai or aunty ne gate khola ham andar chle gye or aise hi baate krne lgee tv dekh rahe the to aunty ne puchha tumahri koi gf hai maine mna kar diya unhone puchha ku to maine kaha koi mili hi nahi achhi wo puchhne lagi kaise chahiye maine tabhi jwaab diya biklul aapke jaise wo hsne lagi or thori udaas ho gyi to maine puchh liya shayd unko uncle ki yaad agyi to maine unhe thora honsla diya or moka dekh unhe hug kr. "Ah," Mrs. James said as she stood and headed for the front door, "that'll be our model. She said she wanted to drop by and talk to us about it."I had no idea who or what to expect as a model for my very first serious oil portrait but curiosity was killing me as I sipped my tea and waited for them to come through to the kitchen. It was Andrea, about the last person in the world I'd have expected. I must have lit up like a candle when she stepped through the entry."Hey! You're the one I'm going.