I was in a coffee shop, drinking a mocha and reading a book, I dont remember which book, but I got it at the bookstore next door and it had that smell...that all old books had. It seemed cool. I was wearing a hat, always a hat, and a long, loose sweater. I knitted my own for the pure sake of hiding my.. condition. I always called it a mutation, my mother must have had it as well, or caught a new flu that pasted it on to me during pregnancy, a rare cat flu that only infected some, but was never. Tuck them into your waistband. Ah, yes. That's gorgeous. Now come closer."I moved, my heart racing under the lace of my now-exposed bra, until I stood between his legs. He leaned forward in his chair and reached out, lightly skimming his fingertips up my thighs, and my vaginal muscles clenched involuntarily. When they reached the hem of my skirt he slid his fingers just under the edge, moving smoothly upward, further under my skirt. They brushed lightly, softly, in tiny circles, barely skimming. ) I pulled her head downward, gently. “OK” she said, immediately sinking to her knees. She reached for my belt, and I watched as she undid my jeans and lowered them, exposing boxer briefs tightly wrapped around a large bulge. She looked up at me, then peeled the elastic down, slowly exposing my cock, which is about seven inches long, and thick. She made a happy little noise, then started licking the head. She got it wet, then started to push her mouth down on my cock, bit by bit. She got. Someone will come soon and will bathe you. Leave the blindfold in place and do as you are told. Today is going to be your first very special day."I leave you and almost immediately a woman enters. She carefully bathes you and prepares you, massaging your wrists and ankles. As soon as you are ready she replaces the blindfold by a fresh one and cuffs your hands on your back again, using soft but firm and effective leather cuffs that are padlocked together. She leads you to the living room and.