As I walked away from my house, I realized that everyone in my life had lied to me. Becky of course. Her vows to me, to us, meant nothing. My boss; sa...ing “good job” while knowing he was going to fuck my wife later that day. My co-workers; backstabbing bastards! Even me; she loves me, do the right thing, work hard, make a life for her. All liars.Then it felt that time slowed down. Everything stood still. Sounds went away. I could see a leaf caught in midair as it fell from a tree; it just hung. 'Goodmorning, Miss. I hope you like the coffee.' Patriciaregarded the girl kneeling by her chair. There was no hinderance of her view ofthe girls full breasts and stiff nipples as the sheer teddy did little to hidethe feminine charms of her slave. This was really the first time Patricia hadthought of her as such and wondered how true it was. She took a long sip of hercoffee andthoughdelighted by the appearance of her sexy girl she raised an eyebrow at how shewas dressed on this chilled morning. I fear we won't until we throw off the stranglehold that the religious right has on our superstitious society. Since Europeans are so much more mature about matters of sexuality, I assumed they still didn't have places like this and that Inga wouldn't know what went on in places like this.I escorted her inside. As soon as she stepped in the door and saw what was on display all around her she came to a sudden stop. She looked around and then she looked at me questioningly. I just smiled and. It kinda felt weird to follow her into her bedroom so she could change into something more comfortable, yet she suggested it, so I just followed along. I quickly found out why she suggested it. I have no idea how she had planned to remove the outfit by herself. I had to push and pull and stretch to help her get out of it but eventually she was naked before me. And not in the least concerned. She just wandered over to her closet and disappeared inside for a moment before returning, wrapping a.