The friend, which I assumed her to be, was very attractive, with long black hair, a slim figure and very large breasts under her white blouse, she act...ally looked somewhat like the mum and could even have been her sister (I will continue to refer to her as the friend during this account of events)The mum sat back in her chair and the other woman sat on a bean bag, which was just to the mum's right, they proceeded chatting and playing with the baby, which went on for about half an hour.I was. Ardt, seeing Yren fiddling with the door, knocked on the window. It was almost Yren’s undoing. The sound startled the young man and he jumped, accidentally releasing the hook. Only his quick reflexes allowed him to grab the edge of the spiked trap before it came swinging down on him.“What was that?” Yren asked as he strode through the door. Neither of the two men could see anything different about the town save for a dissipating cloud of dust surrounding the hall. There didn’t appear to be any. "Nice tone, but you gotta work on that amp. It was a little tinny." He commented, holding his hand out for his wallet. Not saying anything, the clerk handed James his wallet, before replacing the instrument on the wall with the pole. James shrugged, recalling that nobody likes a wiseass, and exited the store with the slight clanging of the bell in his ears. He looked down at his hand, noticing the imprints that the strings had made on the tips of his fingers. He shook his hand again, trying to. Which is very hard for me. Even though he is my mate, and love of my life, he is still my master, and I can still be punish. "Is my master ready to be wash or would you rather play with your toys I have brought to you for your birthday." I ask soft and low. He said, "No, I want to play first", and motion me to move to him. Placing my hand into his I let him bring me to him. Then he motion me to turn around and sit on his lap with my legs spread open. Guiding me in place I started to lower.